Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Susan felt a strange unease as she watched Mrs. Giron approach. As a child, she had always remembered her as a kind and approachable elder.

After she and Marcos began their relationship, Susan had often suggested visiting his family together. But every time, Marcos had come up with a different excuse to avoid

it.

Now, with Mrs. Giron showing up unannounced, Susan couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding. "Mrs. Giron, please, speak your mind," she said cautiously.

"Susan," Mrs. Giron began, sitting down nearby with a warm smile, "I remember when you used to visit our home. You were just this tall back then, always chasing after Marcos. And now, look at you-all grown up."

Her casual tone eased some of Susan's tension.

"Yes," Susan said, smiling faintly, "people used to call me Marcos' little shadow. Even then, he looked after me, and I always loved being around him."

"You're just as sweet and lovely as you were back then," Mrs. Giron said with a chuckle. "That little shadow has grown up to become a big star. I've watched every show you've been in."

"Really? I didn't know you liked watching dramas, Mrs. Giron. Unfortunately, I'm no longer an actress. I just want to live a simple, ordinary life now," Susan said, her voice softening as she thought of the child she was carrying.

"I've followed all your shows-and the news as well."

Susan's face stiffened. "Mrs. Giron, you shouldn't believe everything those tabloid reporters say. I-"

"Susan," Mrs. Giron interrupted, her tone still kind but her words pointed, "the truth doesn't matter much to me. I'm here today to ask about your relationship with Marcos. What is it, exactly?"

Susan couldn't tell what the older woman was truly thinking after

Marcos and I are together now. I hope you can give us

"Susan, weren't you married to Hayden before? I even attended your wedding and offered my congratulations. And now, not long after, you're with Marcos? Is there some kind of misunderstanding

like a blade wrapped in silk-gentle yet cutting. On the surface, it seemed like a harmless

first place. If she admitted she loved Hayden, it would raise an even sharper question: why was she

to figure out how to respond. Mrs. Giron waited

Giron, I won't hide anything from you. When I married Hayden, I thought he was the one I could entrust my life to. But I didn't realize that I

my lowest, Marcos was there for me. He made me see that he's the one who truly cares about me. My marriage to Hayden was nothing more than an empty shell. It took me a long time to realize that. Marcos helped

"it's not my place to interfere too much in the lives of you young people. But there are some issues with what you

Mrs. Giron?" Susan

Mrs. Giron said with a sigh. "It's not like in our generation, where love was treated with utmost

Hayden. So, what if, after being with Marcos for some time, you meet someone else and realize you don't love him

experience—all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! "That's not how it is, Mrs. Giron," Susan said, her voice trembling. "I was young and naive before. I didn't understand love. But after everything I've been through, I finally

there never will be. Please believe me, Mrs. Giron. You used to like me so much when I was

understood what the older woman was implying-she disapproved of

Susan felt utterly helpless, like a beggar pleading for

heart felt as if a heavy stone

come from a respectable family. You should understand that every action we take is closely

surrounding you and your previous marriage to Hayden, our family would have gladly

prominent, but we do have a reputation to uphold. Marcos

you understand what I mean. If you truly love him, you should think

has always been passionate about perfume. He avoided taking over the family business for so long because he wanted to pursue his dream. But look at what's happened