Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

When Alison heard the truth, her feelings were complicated. The woman she once despised with gritted teeth turned out to have another side to her. Suddenly, she understood why Kimberly always seemed so angry-most of it stemmed from her misfortune.

Alison, who was merely the mistress, had Paul by her side every day, while Kimberly, the legitimate wife, never received his love.

"Are you telling me all this just to make me let go?" Alison asked.

"Yes. My mom has suffered her whole life. I don't want her to spend the rest of it longing for something she can't have. My dad spent half his life realizing who he truly loved. If it weren't for you, they'd already be back together.

Honestly, I should blame you. But this isn't entirely your fault-it takes two to create a mess. My dad made his own bed, and he's paid the price for it. I'm begging you, let them go. Let me have my family back," Eric said.

Eric's tone was less arrogant and distant than before. He seemed more approachable

now.

Alison's heart, once tightly knotted, finally began to loosen. Whether it was Kimberly, Genevieve, Paul, or even herself, everyone had made mistakes and had already paid for them.

She silently stared at the man she'd once been infatuated with, who now sat quietly before her.

"If you think the amount isn't enough, you can name your price," Eric continued. "As I said before, if you don't take the money, you'll walk away with nothing."

In the end, Alison didn't take the card. Without saying a word, she opened the car door and left.

Eric wasn't sure whether her silence meant agreement or rejection. He just stood there, watching her figure gradually disappear into the distance. He couldn't shake the feeling he might've made a mistake.

Could it be she hadn't approached Paul for money? That was impossible-Eric knew full well what Alison had done at the company. She was clearly a materialistic woman. But why would someone like that refuse his card? And why were her eyes brimming with tears as she walked away?

Lighting a cigarette, Eric thought he understood human nature. Yet today, he felt as though he'd completely misjudged someone.

"Alison," he murmured to himself, "I hope I wasn't wrong about you."

That night, Alison sat by the windowsill, lost in thought. She didn't sleep at all.

her initial goal had been revenge, then it was now accomplished. But she had also come to understand the

loathed the most-Kimberly and Paul-now evoked a

the capacity to

there might've been some fleeting affection, but all of that had long

troubled her now was the child in her womb. When she first set her plan into motion, she hadn't thought this far ahead.

innocent. Was she really willing to sacrifice her entire life

child, she wouldn't be able to provide it with a complete, stable family. When

it now? Perhaps she did. Watching Aurora's swift and decisive revenge had made

one thing she'd overlooked. Aurora had been single-minded in her pursuit of revenge, but she never dragged innocent people into it. She hadn't sought to destroy Ivy, Genevieve,

Aurora's methods were far more principled. Alison, on

as the night gave way to

make a decision about her future. Changing into fresh clothes, Alison

I'm sorry. If I can't give you a complete family, then maybe you

mother-not with her tarnished reputation. What she and

it would undoubtedly hear whispers of its origins. Rather than let it grow

registered and underwent a physical

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pay the fee, and

doctor's expression was indifferent, as though she'd performed this

doctor,"

hall with heavy steps, paid the fee, and joined the queue for the

young women sat waiting. Most were accompanied by friends,

was arguing. The girl, who looked even

child! How can you

reasonable. Now's not the time to

doing this because

trust me. I'll divorce her next year. Once we're married, we can have as

"You promise?"

expression