The Broken Vow
Language: en
I married the poor student my family sponsored. On our wedding night, after he took my virginity, he got up and left without any hesitation. He shook off my hand trying to keep him, his eyes full of disdain. "I've already touched you as you wished, what more do you want? Being so cheap, do you need me to find another man to serve you?" The next moment, he actually swung a knife and chopped off the finger that had touched me. Dragging his mutilated hand, he went to find the girl, also a poor student, whom he kept as a mistress outside, begging for her pity. "Mia, I didn't bring the…