The richest husband took my nine sons to make medicine for his lover. After I left, he panicked.
Chapter 1
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.
Finally, I was pregnant with our tenth child. Excited, I held the scan results, ready to tell him the good news, when I unexpectedly overheard his conversation with his secretary:
“Mr. Sterling, Mrs. Sterling’s uterine wall is paper-thin. If she goes through this again, she might not even survive.”
“Every time a baby was born, we'd give them a drug that induced a death-like state, then they were sent off to be processed for Delilah’s 'health tonic'. What if your wife finds out?”
Julian’s voice turned cold. “What? You pity her? Or should I send *you* to be made into her 'tonic'?”
“No, no, Mr. Sterling, that’s not what I meant. It’s just, what if your wife finds out…”
Julian sneered, “And what if she does? Being Delilah’s personal supply line is her good fortune.”
“Delilah was on the verge of depression because she couldn't conceive. Giving her nine children was the only thing I could do.”
“As for Serena, allowing her to be Mrs. Sterling was my greatest act of charity.”
My legs turned to jelly. The ultrasound scan results slipped from my trembling hand and fell to the floor. So, the sweet decade we shared was nothing but a meticulously crafted lie.
Every tender gesture, every soft word from him, was just to make me willingly continue to conceive and give birth.
My nine children were skinned and deboned alive, stewed into bowls of 'tonic soup', and delivered directly to Delilah’s mouth!
If that’s the case, this rotten marriage needs to be severed, right here, right now.