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I once willingly became his mistress to save my mother, even carrying his child that he had so desperately wanted. I thought it was love, until I was forced to kneel before his wedding and lost my child. He passed me off to others in public, crushing whatever dignity I had left. I left with a broken heart, but he came chasing after me like a madman, saying he only loved me. But by then, I was already in a wedding dress, holding another man's hand. I watched him break down, and I merely smiled faintly. "You? You dare talk about love?" Aria's POV In my third year with Julian Ashford, I ran into him and his newly married wife at the hospital. In the obstetrics corridor, Julian wore a haute couture suit that clashed with his surroundings, his arms protectively wrapped around a woman. I heard him say to her. "I can bring any doctor you want to the house. Why must you come to the hospital?" The woman replied coolly. "Isn't there a top-tier private doctor stashed away in your house? I wouldn't dare ask you to bring her home." I knew the private doctor she was talking about was me. Three years ago, I went to Julian's mother, Helena, and asked to be with Julian without any title or status. To the public, my identity was his private physician. But in truth, I was his mistress. I watched Julian's lips press into a tight line. "Ours is just a business marriage. Don't interfere in my business with Aria. We're already married. I'll handle her appropriately. She won't be a problem for you." The woman's lips curved upward. "You have one month before the wedding ceremony. You'd better clean up all your loose