Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Mrs. Giron's words didn't carry much weight on the surface, but to Susan, they were sharp and cutting. She had called Susan a stain on Marcos' life.

"Susan, you must be hungry. I bought you something to eat. You need to eat more to take care of yourself," Marcos said as he laid out the food he had brought.

He carefully poured a bowl of chicken soup, letting it cool. Then he helped Susan sit up and placed the food in front of her, feeding her by hand.

"Marcos, I'm not injured, you know," Susan said, her mood lightened by his thoughtfulness.

"You're carrying our baby now. As the father, it's my job to take good care of both of you," Marcos replied. On the way to buy the food, he had come to terms with the situation.

Perhaps it was fate, he thought. That night had been Susan's safe period, so neither of them had taken any precautions. Yet, against all odds, she got pregnant. This unexpected life growing inside her gave him clarity.

Whatever doubts he had about their relationship were now gone. There was no turning back-he had to take responsibility for both Susan and the baby.

As they ate, Susan's mind wandered repeatedly.

"Susan, what's wrong?" Marcos asked, noticing her distraction.

"Marcos, I've always wanted to meet your family. But you've never allowed it. It's not because they're too busy, is it? It's because they don't approve of me, right?" Susan asked directly.

"Susan, why are you thinking like this today?"

"Your mother came to see me earlier," Susan admitted. At this point, she saw no reason to keep it a secret anymore.

"What did she say?" Marcos' heart sank. He recalled the harsh things his family had said about her before. He couldn't imagine what his mother might have said to Susan's face.

Marcos, I don't care what others think. I

Marcos viewed her as nothing more

by unspoken truths. But now, knowing she was

convince them. In the past, I wasn't sure about my feelings, but now I am. I'll marry you and take care of

eyes lit up with joy. "Thank you, Marcos. I'm glad you didn't abandon

Don't worry; I'll handle my

meant to comfort Susan, Marcos knew better than anyone

endured, she felt fortunate to have met a man who truly cared for her. That was enough for

having a wedding with Marcos, she was hesitant. Her previous marriage to Hayden had been a public spectacle.

the tangible symbols of commitment. But strangely,

she once held seemed trivial compared to having someone who genuinely loved her. Since

was what Susan had always wanted. She hadn't found it with Hayden, but now, with Marcos, she finally

day, Marcos came home with exciting news. His

of them were overjoyed. Susan thought to herself, no matter how strict parents could be, they ultimately loved their children. Surely, they couldn't resist their son's

night, Susan was so excited she couldn't sleep. She woke up early the next morning and tried on outfit after outfit in

you think I

a superstar, Susan. You look amazing in anything. Back when I was abroad, I used to buy fashion magazines just because you were on the

his heart,

the past, they were all foolish acts driven by love. Hayden had never treated her as a woman to be cherished. The resentment she had buried deep within her had turned

was like a flower-when cared for, she would

time with her, Marcos discovered there

relationship was harmonious now. All they needed was his family's approval, which made tonight's

sweet. I'll wear white. It's a color that