One-Way Street: When Love Leaves

"On the day of my wedding, the video I had painstakingly prepared was suddenly replaced with intimate photos of my fiancé and my foster sister, Lindsey Remmington. Within minutes, it hit the top of the trending list.Overnight, I, a celebrated actress, became the abandoned bride of a wealthy family and a public laughingstock.Just when I thought I'd reached rock bottom, Connor Presley, the heir of Elluel City's most powerful family and the boy I'd grown up with, returned from abroad. In front of flashing cameras, he knelt with a diamond ring and proposed, silencing every rumor and every sneer.After we married, we appeared inseparable, our affection the picture of perfection. The only flaw was his infertility—his condition made it nearly impossible for me to conceive.For three long years, I underwent countless rounds of IVF. At last, I became pregnant.Connor was overjoyed. To celebrate, he threw an extravagant party in honor of our long-awaited child.But in the middle of the revelry, one of his closest friends, drunk and unguarded, muttered in Russian, "Connor, you've gone too far. Just because Lindsey was afraid pregnancy would ruin her figure, you put the zygote into Rachel's body and let her carry the baby for you two? If she ever finds out the truth, you'll regret it for the rest of your life."Connor's expression didn't waver."This was Lindsey's only wish. I had to grant it," he replied coolly. "Besides, having a child with Lindsey has always been my dream. Only her child deserves to be the heir of the Presley family. The days ahead are long—I'll make it up to Rachel, eventually."I stood frozen, my body trembling uncontrollably.That night, I made an appointment for an abortion.When Connor stormed into the hospital, raging like a madman, I looked up at him with chilling calm and said, "I understand Russian.""