Our Love and Hate were Boundless, and Now Happiness Await

I was one of George Swallowell's twelve concubines. Rosalie, the elder of the Swallowell, once said, “Whoever gets pregnant first will be the future mistress of the house.

In my previous life, I was the first to get pregnant. But his favorite, the twelfth concubine, Priscilla Caradoc, slit her wrists and died.

On the day I gave birth, he dragged me from the delivery room to Priscilla's grave. He pressed my head and made me prostrate myself in front of the grave a hundred times.