My Wife is a Sassy Queen

The maids knew enough to know that we would all be punished if I touched the baby boy. Everyone worked really hard to sneak him in and out and let us spend some time together.

It was oddly fun at that time. I practically raised him on my own. At least I put a great deal more effort than all the three Aprices combined.

It was because of him I never left. I had a ton of options, but I let Rose and Lydia bully me and stayed back. I could not let my innocent baby brother be raised by those evil people.

The first word that my brother uttered was ‘Sis’ and the second was ‘Lil’.

When I was 16 and he was 7, we both left home. Well, I left and he was sent abroad. I made sure of that.

I lost contact with all of them after that.

The next time Lester called me was when I was already 21 and he forced me with the threat of my brother’s life to marry someone.

I did not know it was you, so I planned to fake my death in front of them. But I accidentally saw you and realized you were the boy I had wanted to marry anyway, so I changed my plans and went ahead with their scheme.

Then you made my wedding day rather memorable which made me realize how dumb I was to expect you to reciprocate my feelings without actually knowing me amidst all the lies and slander. I could not say anything to you in their presence, so I could only watch as you reaffirmed your thoughts about me.

But you defended me all the same. You have no idea how happy that made me.

Lydia drugged us both. She sent some men to rape me on our wedding bed while being recorded, and I can only guess she wanted to sleep with you.

I escaped but somehow we managed to sleep together and register our marriage.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

When I woke up, you were gone, I was hurt – more than just physically.

I spent the next week nursing myself back to health and thinking of our future.

My brother was only 12 and you were not in the right frame of mind, so I was helpless. I hated it.

I found out I was pregnant when I was still undecided, so I went to look for you. I had thought we could at least be hospitable co-parents.

Lydia and Lester managed to ruin that as well.

I faked my death and left.

During pregnancy, I realized that even if I had stayed back, we would not have worked out.

I had never blamed you, not really. Because I wanted to be a good wife for you, I learned a lot of chores which made me very close to all the servants of the house. My life after my mother’s death was not as miserable as it could have been because of that.

Even when you thought I was a gold-digging, manipulative, promiscuous bitch, you defended me and sued others. You saved me and made it easier for me to conceal myself.

Even when you did not know the kids were yours, you still donated blood to Li for years.