My Queen Era

Summary

To safely deliver my twins, I splurged a quarter of a billion dollars building myself a luxury maternity center. For six months, my husband was by my side, never leaving. When I suffered a massive hemorrhage during childbirth and needed emergency care, he cried so hard he nearly fainted, vowing to cherish me forever.

But the day I was discharged, he took me to his old, dilapidated pre-marriage apartment. He helped me, step by agonizing step, climb seventeen flights of stairs. His eyes were bloodshot as he tenderly wiped the cold sweat from my forehead.