The richest husband took my nine sons to make medicine for his lover. After I left, he panicked.

I was a Blessed Bearer, chosen by the System. After fulfilling 999 fertility wishes for people, I should have been able to sleep for a century, but instead, a mystic cult leader from the East kidnapped and imprisoned me.

He screamed like a madman, raving about adding my skull to his collection.

At death's door, Julian, a powerful magnate from the capital's elite, casually forked over 9.9 billion dollars and paid a fortune to buy my freedom.

Moved, I pledged myself to him. But ten years into our marriage, I delivered nine stillborn babies, one after another.