Sham Marriage
My Husband Can’t, but I’m Pregnant
At a palace banquet, my elder sister accidentally inhaled an aphrodisiac and ended up alone in a room with the heir of the Xie family.
But she was already the Crown Princess, and if the secret got out, the consequences would be catastrophic.
To protect her reputation, the young lord publicly took responsibility and claimed that I had been the woman who spent that night with him.
After I married into the marquis’s household, he remained unfailingly polite but distant, as cold as frost behind a screen.
So determined was he to sleep in separate rooms that he even ruined his own reputation, pretending to be drunk and lamenting before others that he suffered from an unspeakable condition and could not perform as a man.
To preserve the family’s dignity, my mother-in-law simply announced that I was the infertile one.
My sister tormented herself day and night, convinced that she had ruined my life.
I alone breathed a secret sigh of relief, stroked my steadily rounding belly, and made an announcement at the family banquet.
“A miracle from heaven! My husband is going to have an heir!”
