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I had just married into a wealthy family when my rich husband dragged me into bed for seven days and nights. It wasn't until the pregnancy test showed two bright red lines that he abruptly pulled away. Throughout my entire pregnancy, he never came back to check on me. But the world around me envied me. After all, a monthly allowance of 3 million dollars wasn't something every wife got. Especially when I was diagnosed with twins, both boys. My future was looking even brighter. I waited eagerly for what was to come. But when it was time to give birth, I stubbornly refused to let Broderick see the children. He frowned and asked, "What? Did you give birth to two bastards?" Ha, bastards or not, I gave birth to two snakes. Was this something I could even say out loud?