Sinopsis He Paid for Her Clinic, I Cut Off His Cards

I needed to take over my family, so I handpicked the man who would become my husband from a long list of candidates. He was smart, good-looking, came from a clean family, and knew how to honor a contract. He was the perfect man to father my heir. Then, at six months pregnant, during a prenatal checkup, I saw him holding his first love, comforting her: "We'll have another baby someday." Ours was never a marriage of love. I couldn't care less which woman he was chasing. I just needed my heir to be born safely. Then came the family banquet. He openly stole jewelry my grandmother had passed down to me and put it on his first love's wrist. He copied my family crest for her commercial poster. And in front of everyone, he tried to feed me an abortion pill with his own hands. They wanted to take everything I had and leave me with nothing. They should've asked themselves if they had what it took. They didn't.