My Fiancé Married His Deceased Brother's Wife

For five years, Mark and I were the perfect couple, or so I thought.

He was the promising artist, and I, the talented interior designer.

But for five years, he had never once talked about marrying me.

His reason? His deceased brother' s widow, Olivia.

He claimed his "duty" was to fulfill his brother' s dying wish: to have a child with Olivia.

So, I endured, counting the nights he spent in her bed, the scent of her perfume clinging to him when he returned.

On the sixtieth day, Olivia announced her pregnancy.

Mark was ecstatic, promising me a wedding in one week.