Loving You is Wrong

Emma’s POV

"I could only marry you on one condition," he murmured, casting me a chilling glare that could send shivers down my spine.

A soft scoff escaped my lips.

The fact that I had a miscarriage while he was unaware of it, spent half a month in the hospital without him even trying to find me, and now this—his f*cking condition to ruin my mood even more.

He continued, "Violet has cancer.”

I was shocked but it has nothing to do with me, so why would I care?

"And I want you to try a new medicine that has not undergone any critical trials---"

My eyes widened with shock, and I asked sarcastically, "Wait, what?"

He sighed, "She just came back because she has cancer and wants to spend her last days with me. So, I want you to do something for Violet's sake. I don't want her to die."

"But you want me to die just to test some medicines for her?" I asked with a bitter, heartbreaking voice. I can't believe Benjamin would do this to me. I've always been a substitute for Violet, and I finally had enough of this bullshit. I can't take this anymore.

I stepped back and stubbornly shook my head, "No. The wedding is off, and I'm done with you. I won't sacrifice myself just for your woman."

And I immediately walked away from him as fast as I could.

"Emma!" he called my name, but I didn't look back.

Tears streamed down my face as I kept walking. I had done everything for him, but now he'd do anything for his lover – the woman he cheated on me with. I had sacrificed everything, even my own dreams of becoming a singer. I had disregarded them all, choosing to support him. I even invested all my family's inheritance to help his company reach new heights.

But then... betrayal. All I got was him betraying me all over and over again.

***

ANDERSON’S VILLA.

The air hung heavy as I entered the Villa. I don’t even want to see them anymore, but when I opened the front door. I was surprised to see them already waiting for me in the living room.

Violet sighed softly, “Maybe there’s other way, Benj… we don’t need to force Emma if she didn’t want to—”

Benjamin cut her off, “Violet, there’s no other option.”

Benjamin walked towards me and said, "We need to talk, Emma…”

I raised an eyebrow, "If you're asking me the same thing, my answer is always no. Don't worry, I'm leaving tonight."

He grabbed my arm so tightly that I could feel his nails digging into my flesh, "Let go of me, you're hurting me!"

My tears suddenly spill from my eyes again as I think about our baby. The miscarriage, the threats— it all feels so cruel.

Now, I can’t help but think if he really truly cared for me, but I was wrong, he never cared for me right from the start.

I still remember how the doctor told me that it was impossible for me to conceive, but it beat all odds. I got pregnant, but then it got away from me all because of these twisted games Benjamin tried to play with me.

“You would get nothing from me if you didn’t comply!” Benjamin glared at me angrily.

I pushed him away and snarled, “I don’t care about your money, Benjamin! Leave me alone.”

Just as I was about to leave, Benjamin's assistant, Leo, walked in, carrying the experimental medication.

Rage and frustration welled up inside of me, and I let out a roar at him. "I'm not some lab rat doing all the tests for her!"

Benjamin gazed over me and ordered his guards to clutch me tightly. He said calmly, "But you can't do anything about it, right?"