After I Accidentally Swallowed My Husband’s First Love's Pearl

June forced a smile and replied, but her eyes revealed a sense of triumph as a winner.

Seeing that I apologized obediently, Stephen didn't make things difficult for me anymore.

I followed Alfred to the guest room. He said he would find a doctor to take care of my health tomorrow. After saying that, he reminded me.

"You can't touch anything made by Master Stephen from now on, got it?"

I nodded with bitterness and sadness. If it weren't for Stephen treating me so well before she appeared.

How could I dare to eat the dumplings that he personally made for June?

I was basically a substitute bought by Stephen. Our first meeting was at the hospital.

He was stunned when he saw me for the first time, murmuring and calling me "June".

Later, I learned that the "June" in his mouth was his fiancée.

At that time, my grandmother, who was dependent on me, fell seriously ill and had to spend tens of thousands of dollars every day. But as a recent graduate, I had no ability to afford it.

I worried so much every day that I couldn't sleep. My grandmother raised me all the way through college by picking up scrap materials.

But before I could earn money to let her enjoy her life, she fell seriously ill.

The turning point came on the second day after I met Stephen. He asked me to be his fiancée and hold a wedding with him.

The condition was that he would fully cover all the medical expenses for my grandmother. Her illness was like a bottomless pit, requiring continuous treatment to prolong her life.

I was completely unable to bear it, but I didn't want to leave any regrets for myself. In the end, I agreed to him.

After marriage, he treated me very well. Because of my family background, his parents looked down on me, so he didn't invite them to the wedding.

The employees of his company whispered about me, so he opened a department to vent my anger.

He never treated me badly in life. He would satisfy me with whatever I want. I could say that he compensated for many regrets in my childhood with money.

Whenever my face got a little hurt, he would be extremely nervous.

His various behaviors made me mistakenly think that he loved me very much.

But there was a room in the house that he never let me enter. Until one time, a cat I raised was kicked to death by Jack. I had a fight with him and said I would complain to his brother.

Jack sneered and sarcastically told me, "Do you think he really loves you?"

I was confused, and he grabbed my collar and dragged me into the room that Stephen never allowed me to enter.

It was a dreamlike princess room, the most dazzling thing was the whole wall covered with photos.

The girl in the photos looked a lot like me, from a happy childhood to a delicate adulthood.

The dense photos made me dizzy. Stephen coldly snorted.

"Take a good look, this is the woman my brother loves. You are standing here because you look like June. You even consider yourself as my sister-in-law? Let me tell you, you are not worthy."

Since then, I have gradually distanced myself from Stephen. He also noticed something, but he didn't say anything because he didn't need to explain to someone he didn't love.

Just a year ago, my grandmother, who had been given three more years of life, passed away without any worries.

I also decided to leave Stephen, but he wouldn't let me go. He wanted me to wait until June came back before I could leave.

I knew very well that I owed him a lot, so I could only stay.

Now, June had come back, and I had repaid what I owed him.