The Price of a Princess
Language: en
Married for eight years, everyone praised me as the happiest woman in the capital's social circle. My husband was famously devoted, showering me with jewelry, buying me a yacht, and even renting out an entire island for my birthday. I, too, tirelessly played the role of the gentle, respectful, and frugal Mrs. Vance. Even the media described us as a rare example of deep affection in a marriage of convenience. Until the day my daughter was born. His little canary had her son delivered early by C-section, openly provoking me, the legitimate wife. Naive as I was, I thought he would consider…