I married a wealthy old man to save my family—but on our wedding night, he didn’t touch me. He simply sat in the dark and said, “Just sleep. I want to watch.” The way he said it made my skin prickle… and by morning, I understood this marriage was never about money
Because my family went bankrupt, I was forced to marry a man who was rich—and old enough to be my father. I kept telling myself I could endure anything as long as my dad got treatment, as long as we weren’t thrown onto the street. But on our first wedding night, he walked into the … Lire la suite
