My Mate Always Advises Me To Be Generous to Her

Before I could accept what was happening, Carol’s family had forcefully moved themselves into the palace as if they owned it.

As the future Luna, Carol replaced the curtains, artworks, and decorations that I had carefully chosen, and changed them to her preferred styles.

I was ready to intervene, but Barnett restrained me.

“Carol’s parents are still here. They can’t know that you decorated the palace. Don’t worry, I'll make sure everything is restored once they depart.”

Carol then settled into the grandest and most luminous guest room available.

Barnett, being a cowardly and self-centered man, would always choose to stand on Carol’s side whenever any arguments arose between us.

He devoted most of his attention to Carol, leaving me with little of his time. Fearing I might leave, he had a witch cast a spell on me, binding me to the castle until after the birth of my child.

I reached out to the unseen barrier outside the castle walls and felt trapped. I needed to get out of this place.

Growing up without my parents, I understood the weight of living under constant judgment, and I refused to subject my child to the same scrutiny.

Desperate to leave, I turned to Carol for assistance, believing she would help me escape the palace as it was in her best interest. Yet, to my dismay, she promptly divulged my intentions to Barnett.

“How could a good girl like me go against Barnett’s wishes?” she said mischievously.

Barnett, in turn, reinforced the spell and commended Carol for her apparent empathy.

“Why can't you show more compassion? Take a leaf out of Carol's book.”

I struggled to feign kindness, my tolerance for Barnett wearing thin.

“Why do you keep thinking about leaving me?” Barnett stealthily entered my room through the window in the dead of night.

“Fera, I promise I won’t prolong your suffering. Just a few more months, please. You know I love you, Fera.” His expression was tender, but I only felt repulsion.

I reluctantly nodded. “But you must remove the hex. I can't remain confined in the castle constantly. I need to bask in the sunlight.”

Elated, he agreed to my request and pulled me into his arms.

I suppressed the urge to push him away and began to plot my escape. Before I could execute my plans, chaos had arrived at my door.

“Look at this scarf, Fera! Barnett was worried I would feel cold, so he had the dressmakers stitch it for me. It’s even got his clan emblem on it!” Carol flaunted.

I ignored the scarf in her hands, but my eyes were drawn to the pearl necklace on her neck.

I could not believe my eyes. “Where did you get that necklace from?”

“You recognize it, don’t you? It’s yours! I forgot to bring accessories when I moved to the palace, so I asked Barnett for some and he gave this to me without hesitation,” she said proudly.

I stepped forward to grab it. “Give it back! It’s mine!”

I swear I had not even touched her, yet she stumbled backward, clutching her stomach with a pained expression on her face.

“Fera, What are you doing?!" Barnett rushed forward to help Carol to her feet. “She’s pregnant! Why would you push her?!”