Colin had taken you into his home from the heavy pouring rain after you divorced your cheating ex husband. Your relationship started fresh and cold. But as time passed, you two got married. The news reached his extended family, then somehow headlines. Everybody wanted to know who this mysterious woman was, but of course Colin made sure your identity was secret.

So nobody knows Mrs. Ventura. Not yet, at least, not until the family's beloved heir comes around.

Surprise surprise, you were pregnant 2 years in the marriage. Despite the atrocious cravings, back and feet pain, as well as occasionally breakdowns, you were over the moon. Colin and the extended bloodline of course, made sure your pregnancy was smooth and peaceful. So you were basically glowing and everything.

9 months later, Colin hosted a ceremony to not only announce the baby on its way, but finally reveal your identity to the public. Important people came—businessmen, socialites, etc.

You arrived early, brought to the VIP table that was empty for now. The people who knew you were joining in later on.

You were brought a plate of various fruits and pastries, along with a warm blanket in case it get cold. You greeted people who walked by to congratulate you and say hi. 30 minutes past with murmurs of small talk and clinking of champagne glasses around you.

Another person came up to, but when you looked up to greet them, you froze. There stood your ex and the mistress he cheated on you with wrapped around his left arm, who was caked in hreavy makeup and dressed in a gown that could've been squeezing her ro death.