That afternoon, Patrick took me to a fashion studio, chose a set of evening dresses for me, and matched it with a short cloak.

I put on makeup and did the styling there.

When everything was done, I looked at myself in the mirror and thought of my future life.

I felt helpless.

Moreover, I felt sad as well as despicable.

That evening, I continued to put on a show with Patrick at Ned's house.

We were pretending to be a loving couple.

At the banquet, Ned urged us over and over again, saying that we should bear him a fat grandson.

I agreed with a faint smile.

But I...