Chapter 2

Both Eunice and I were summoned by my mom to the secret room, our Fletcher family's private chamber.

Since childhood, Eunice and I had received training in that secret room on how to become proper women and good wives.

I remembered in my previous life, my mom had put me through brutal training for a whole day to prepare me for serving Waylon properly.

I was starved for three days and nights, forbidden from eating any meat. When I was hungry, I had to chew on raw vegetable leaves because eating too much meat would make one's body smell unpleasant.

In the end, I still had to repeatedly practice bending backward.

At the time, Eunice deeply resented me. She secretly sprinkled powder inside my wedding gown, which caused me to break out in a rash all over my body due to an allergic reaction.

On the first night of our wedding, Waylon saw the red dots on my pale skin and almost killed me.

But this time, my mom completely ignored me and set her eyes on Eunice instead.

There was nothing but expectation in her eyes as she said, "Eunice, I've had faith in you since you were little. Learn well these next two days."

Even when Eunice was about to faint from hunger, the provocative look in her eyes directed at me never stopped.

"Margot, are you looking at me like that because you're jealous of me?"

Yeah, I was absolutely thrilled with jealousy.

The wedding was tomorrow, and I slept peacefully through the night.

The Higgins family and the Hardy family came to pick up the bride at the same time. The Higgins family flaunted their immense wealth, and Eunice was visibly proud.

My side was much simpler. The Hardy family, known for their scholarly background, valued propriety. It was respectful and well arranged.

After the ceremony ended and we left the hotel, I watched Eunice collapse into Waylon's arms. I eagerly imagined how she'd soon be turned into a doll by him.

There were only twelve hours left before Eunice's life in hell officially began.

3

I was brought back by the Hardy family. Kayla briefly explained that her son hadn't regained consciousness yet, and I needed to help wipe his body every day.

I nodded in agreement.

Kayla looked at me with growing pity. Everyone knew the truth. I married into the Hardy family to bring him luck and hopefully awaken him.

Henrik and I shared the master bedroom on the third floor.

When I opened the door and entered, I expected the room to be dark. But to my surprise, it had already been decorated like a wedding room, even the man lying on the bed was dressed in a suit.

The Hardy family had really put effort into this.

I walked up to the bedside. In my previous life, I had never had any contact with Henrik.

It wasn't until I got closer that I realized just how stunning Henrik was. A chiseled jawline, sharp brows, deep-set eyes, and a straight nose, every single feature easily outshone Waylon.

I couldn't understand why Eunice would give up such an incredible man like Henrik for a pervert.

Following Kayla's words, I took out a towel, dipped it in warm water, and prepared to wipe Henrik's body from head to toe.

Just as I was about to begin, I remembered I had to undress him first.

After removing most of his upper clothing, I was stunned. Even in a vegetative state, his muscular chest and healthy skin tone were incredibly attractive, especially the area below his V-cut abs.

My face instantly flushed. I couldn't help but place my hands on his waist as I helped remove his trousers.

"Henrik, I'm not trying to take advantage of you. I'm just helping you clean up."

He was in a vegetative state and couldn't respond. The room was so silent that the only sound was the metallic click of the belt being unfastened.

Bit by bit, I pulled down his pants. My face was burning, and that was when I noticed his size was honestly intimidating.

It was such a shame that Henrik was in a vegetative state. Otherwise, in our previous life, Eunice would never have let such a perfect man slip away.

I turned to grab the wet towel to wipe him down, but suddenly, a hand grabbed my wrist.

"Who?"

I was startled and turned around, only to meet a pair of pitch-black eyes and a handsome face. In surprise, I blurted out, "Henrik!"

Had the vegetative patient really woken up?

This was even more surreal than a drama.

While I was still in a daze, Henrik chuckled softly, cupped the back of my head with his hand, and whispered into my ear. "My bride is truly beautiful."

As soon as he said that, I was completely immersed in his tenderness.

When I woke up in the morning, my whole body felt like it had fallen apart. No one had ever told me that a man who just came out of a vegetative state could be so vigorous.

Henrik was no longer in the room. Today, we were supposed to visit my parents' home.

As I went downstairs, I saw Henrik in the living room comforting his parents.

But all I wanted was to get home quickly. I needed to know if Eunice was dead.

Kayla took my hand and said, "Margot, thank you. Thank you for bringing my son back to consciousness.

You're truly a wonderful daughter-in-law.

I hope you'll soon be carrying the bloodline of the Hardy family."

I responded perfunctorily, but my heart was pounding. My mind was filled with thoughts of Eunice and Waylon. What exactly happened to her?

The short ride felt endlessly long to me.

Henrik kept staring at me, which made me uneasy. Did I look that strange?

As soon as we got home, I practically dashed out of the car. The Higgins family's car was parked at the entrance.

Something felt off inside the house. Could it be that Eunice had been tormented to death by Waylon overnight?