I closed my eyes. Tears silently streamed down my cheeks in quiet surrender.

I tried to get up afterward. I wanted to clean myself in the bathroom. But the moment I took a step, my legs gave way and nearly sent me crashing to the floor. "Careful!"

Ethan swiftly caught me by the waist and lifted me into his arms. "I'll take you to the bathroom." He strode forward without waiting for my response.

A mix of humiliation and frustration churned inside me, yet I was powerless. I had no choice but to let him carry me like a doll.

He ran warm water in the tub. As I stepped in, Ethan climbed in after me without hesitation.

"W-What are you doing?" I glared at him warily. He raised an eyebrow and smirked playfully as he settled across from me.

"Bathing together, of course. Isn't this normal?"

Fuming, I clenched my fists. I wished I could kill him. "Who does this? Get out!"

Ethan ignored me and leaned closer instead. He brushed his fingers against my cheek and rested his forehead against mine. "Just one more kiss. Just one more..."

Before I could protest, his lips claimed mine. I tried to push him away, but he caught my wrists effortlessly.

"Don't move. Be good..."

My heart thundered in my chest. A flush of heat spread through me as his closeness became overwhelming. His fingers traced the curve of my collarbone and lingered on my sensitive spots. "Are you trying to come again?" I asked in embarrassment in fury.

Time blurred as exhaustion overtook me. Trembling and weak, I eventually collapsed into his arms. Tears were pooling in my eyes.

"You're a bastard... You just want to control me..." I choked out.

Ethan pressed a soft kiss to my forehead and whispered, "Once you carry my child, you'll never be able to leave me."

He smiled in a mix of triumph and satisfaction. My heart sank. So this was his plan all along to bind me to him forever through a child.

The bathwater had turned cold by then. I pushed him away and forced my aching self to stand.

"I don't want a child. Don't force me. Otherwise, I'll leave you."

Ethan's face darkened. He seized my wrist. "Why?" he demanded in a low and threatening voice. "Evelyn, you're mine. No one will ever take you from me!"

A bitter laugh escaped me as I wrenched my wrist free from his grip. I wrapped myself in a towel as I walked out of the bathroom.noveldrama

Ethan was too domineering. He left me no room to breathe, let alone resist.

Was I truly ready to become a

mother again? The pain of losing a child in my previous life was still haunting me. My wound was fresh and unhealed. I couldn't endure that agony again. Even if it meant leaving Ethan, I knew I had to.

Yet, as I looked into his unwavering and possessive gaze, I wondered if I could truly summon the courage to let go.

In the days that followed, he became even more relentless. Each night, he consumed me with an insatiable passion, leaving me in tears and exhaustion.

However, he was gentle and doting

during the day and catered to my every need. It was as though he lived two lives—affectionate and caring by day, an insatiable beast by night.

I was utterly drained, both physically and emotionally, yet helpless.

One day, I found myself staring at two glaring red lines on a pregnancy test. My mind went blank with disbelief.

This couldn't be happening. I had taken precautions. How could this have happened? A chilling realization struck me. Had Ethan tampered with the pills?

A cold shiver ran down my spine as

dread took hold of me. What was

to do? Should I keep this child? Caught between fear and

uncertainty, I lay awake nighDafter night.

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