As our family once called off the engagement with Ethan, my parents-in-law, William Sadler and Brianna Ford, despised me.
To them, I was just a tool they bought from the Talbot family to bear Ethan’s children, while Ethan merely saw me as Rosalie’s substitute. But his beloved Rosalie refused to marry him because he was blind!
Even when we were being intimate, he kept calling out her name.
At the Sadler household, I was just like his full-time maid, who had to take care of his daily needs.
Because of his condition, his mood fluctuated greatly. He preferred staying in his bedroom the whole day and smoked to make himself numb.
As I waited on him, he would suddenly aim his cigarette at where I was and press its end on my body. Sometimes it’d make a hole in my shirt, at worst, it’d leave scars on my body.
Not even I could keep count of how many scars I had, as sometimes the newer scars would overlap with the older ones and form new scars.
Was I resentful? Of course, I was, but I dared not say anything about it because no one was on my side.
Had I thought of putting up a fight? I would love to, but if I did, the Sadler family could crush my family in no time.
Wasn’t that the reason I’d been sent to them? To appease Ethan and his family?
I remembered the first time Ethan scorched me with his cigarette. Crying, I called Mom, telling her I was afraid and it hurt badly.
However, she scolded me over the phone. “Heidi, Ethan’s just feeling down. Put up with it and it will pass. Don’t you dare offend the Sadlers, I’m telling you.”
Fine. I put up with it. Without complaints, I played my role.
To the public’s eye, I was the much-admired Mrs. Sadler. However, where no one else could see, I was a puppet that Ethan could torture to his liking.
As I hadn’t conceived even after being married to him for so long, Brianna kept mocking me for being infertile.
