Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Chapter 497

Ethan held me tightly and kissed me passionately. Passersby glanced at us and whispered among themselves, but I didn't care anymore.

All I wanted was to embrace the man I loved. Even if the world were coming to an end, I would never let him go.

Ethan and I ran all the way to the courthouse. After a simple ceremony, we received our marriage certificate. Just like that, I became Ethan's wife, and he became the pillar of support for the rest of my life. As we walked out of the courthouse, I clung tightly to him. I felt so happy that I could almost faint.

"Honey, let's go home," I said.

Ethan paused for a moment. Then, he flashed the brightest smile I had ever seen. "Sure, my darling. Let's go home."

After our marriage, Ethan and I grew even closer. He spoiled me almost every day. He treated me like the center of his world and ensured I had everything I wanted.

Wrapped in the warmth of our bliss, I believed our future would be nothing less than perfect.

One night, as we lay in bed, Ethan held me close and whispered softly in my ear, "Evelyn, have you ever thought about having a baby?"

I froze. I frantically pushed him away. "N-No... We've only just gotten married..."

my wife. Isn't it only natural for you to

be thinking of

my past life. Back then, Ethan and I had been overjoyed to discover I was pregnant.

this life. I was terrified of pregnancy, terrified of losing a child once more. I feared that having a child might entangle me further with Ethan, making it impossible to let go. "We should wait. The company is at a

having it. He pressed on relentlessly. His tone grew sharper. "Wait? For

darkened expression sent a

"That's right! I don't want to have a child!

he pushed me down onto

I struggled in alarm. But he held me fast and ignored my protests as he pressed

as I fought to free myself. I thrashed with all my might.

were being torn away. "No... don't..." I sobbed. Tears

didn't stop. His hands roamed my body, igniting a fire

make sure you

last barrier between us. Shame and despair consumed me as I turned my face away. Tears

the right time..." I

with a