My Wife is a Sassy Queen

Instead of defending herself, Liliana turned off all the lights. That had caught the assaulters off-guard.

As expected, she was sneaked out of the window and she locked herself in the small study room.

She could tell she was drugged but there was no way she could escape and keep her cover at the same time.

Without bothering to take off her gorgeous wedding dress, she submerged herself into the cold water in the tub.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Just as she had dozed off, the bathroom door was pushed open.

Her husband came stumbling in and cursed.

“I never knew you would stoop so low that you even drugged me.”

He was sluggish himself as he tried to lift her and throw her out. But unbeknownst to both, they ended up consummating their marriage.

Just as they were about to drift to sleep in the morning, they were dragged out, and they got their marriage certificates, both still in their addled state.

Everyone who looked at them saw a loving couple who couldn’t keep themselves sober enough to get the certificates. But they themselves were too addled, with drugs, drinks, and sex to realize what was happening.

They had brunch as planned and who would have imagined that the groom’s 77-year old Grandmother would mix aphrodisiacs in their food before locking them in another bedroom.

The newlyweds fell asleep but ended up following their instincts shortly after in their half-conscious state.

When Liliana regained her consciousness again, she was alone and in a lot of pain, and she seemed to be bleeding.

She had not hoped for anything but it still hurt.

There were two red booklets on the table stand. She opened it and laughed.

She did not know if she was laughing at the clearly inebriated faces of the people on the marriage certificate or at herself or at her failed marriage.

Besides the marriage certificate, there was a platinum debit card and a note.

“The pin is ****. This is my assistant’s number -…-, you can call him if you want anything. Or ask the butler.”

Her laughter died in the throat and she sat there for god knows how long. She got changed and left the house without taking anything – neither the marriage certificates nor the card.

She stayed in the hotel which was supposedly her dowry. The Petrova family doctor treated her and asked her to rest for a few days. They ran blood tests after a few days to ensure all the drugs were out of her system.

After three weeks, she found out she was pregnant.

She did not know what to do with the news. She thought it was best to sit down with her husband and talk things out.

She knew he had not gone back to their wedding home, so she went to the Smith Group instead.

She had intended to make an appointment the normal way and not show off that she was his wife.