At the wedding of Christina Clayton and Hector Larson, Hector's older sister, Bianca Larson, suddenly spiraled into a severe depressive episode and tried to take her own life right there in the venue. To calm her down, Hector made a desperate choice. He took the wedding ring meant for Christina and slipped it onto Bianca's finger, replacing the bride with his own sister. Later that night, his eyes bloodshot and raw, he dropped to his knees before Christina and begged for her forgiveness. "She's my sister, Christina. I had no other choice. But I swear on everything I am, I will never touch her. The moment she's well again, I'll divorce her immediately and marry you. Just wait for me a little longer, please?" Christina saw the agony etched across his face and knew how much this was tearing him apart, too. So she chose to wait. Three long years passed. She never received the divorce news she had been promised. Instead, she saw him standing at the entrance of the prenatal clinic. ***** Christina stood frozen, staring at the man just a few steps away from the clinic doors. A storm of emotions swirled in her eyes. He had wrapped himself up completely, scarf and hat hiding everything except his eyes, yet she instantly recognized the vivid red mole at the outer corner of his left eye. A beloved face flashed through her mind. The same man carried that exact mark, and every time passion carried them away, he would softly coax her to kiss it. Just then, the clinic door swung open, and Bianca stepped out, radiant and smiling. "Hector, we're having a baby. The doctor says I'm already six weeks along." Hector peeled off his mask, revealing the familiar face she had once loved with her whole heart, and spoke in a voice warm with tenderness. "That's wonderful news. From now on, you have to cooperate fully with your treatment, all right? We can't let your condition risk our child." Christina stared at the face that perfectly matched every cherished memory. She felt as if she had been dropped into an icy abyss. One single sentence screamed inside her head: Hector had broken their vow. Suddenly, he seemed to sense something. He turned his head sharply in her direction. But the crowd between them was too dense, and his gaze swept past without landing on her. "What are you looking at?" Bianca asked, following his line of sight. "Nothing important." Hector shook his head, then laced his fingers with Bianca's. "Let's go home. Mom and Dad are going to be over the moon when they hear this." Christina stayed hidden behind the nearby pillar, watching their retreating figures until they disappeared around the corner. Hot tears slipped down her cheeks before she could stop them. Memories flooded her mind like scenes from an old film reel, playing one after another. Eight years earlier, she had left her hometown to start university. The moment she stepped off the train, a thief snatched her backpack, taking every dollar of her living expenses and her only phone. In that strange, crowded city where she knew no one, she had no idea what to do. Panic rose so fast that she cried until her eyes were swollen and red. That was the exact moment Hector appeared. He told her crying would not fix anything, took her straight to the security office, and together they reviewed the footage until they caught the thief and got everything back. Before they parted, Hector teased her with a playful grin. "I just saved your whole day. Aren't you at least going to say thank you?" Christina's cheeks burned scarlet. Awkwardly, she began signing with her hands. Hector could not understand a single gesture, yet he waited patiently until she finished every motion. Finally, he gave a soft, helpless laugh. "So you're mute? That's actually really adorable. I accept your thanks." Not long afterward, they ran into each other again on campus, and only then did Christina learn he was a year ahead of her. The reunion pulled them together like magnets. Soon, Hector confessed his feelings. Under the shade of a tall sycamore tree, the young man blushed and told her he liked her. Christina, who felt the same rush of affection, turned bright red and signed back in a flustered hurry. She thought he would not understand, but the next second, he leaned down and brushed the gentlest kiss across her lips. Smiling softly, he said, "I could tell. You like me too." From that day on, they shared a sweet campus romance, and in the first month after graduation, they held their wedding. Yet on the wedding day itself, Christina discovered that Hector's sister Bianca had secretly loved him for years. The shock of watching him marry someone else triggered such a violent depressive episode that Bianca tried to end her life right at the ceremony. Hector had been adopted into the Larson family. Desperate to protect Bianca, her parents insisted that he marry her instead. Caught between the woman he truly loved and the family that had raised him, Hector faced an impossible choice. After weighing every heartbreaking option, he set Christina aside and married Bianca. Overnight, Christina became the laughingstock of Eldoria City. But that same night, Hector came to her, his hair already streaked with new white strands, eyes red with exhaustion, and told her he had struck a deal with his family. The marriage would last only three years. At the end of those three years, he would divorce Bianca, and during that time, no one could force him to be intimate with her. Even though only one night had passed, Hector looked years older. Seeing the raw pain in his eyes, Christina's heart softened, and she agreed. Now, with the three-year mark almost here, Hector had shattered their promise. He had not only become intimate with Bianca, but they were expecting a child of their own. No matter how much it tore her heart apart, Christina knew she had to honor the vow she had once made to him. She pulled out her phone and sent a message to a saved number. Christina: Hannah, does that offer to join your design team still stand? If it does, I want you to know I'm ready to accept. On the other end of the line, Hannah Fuller answered with delighted surprise. Hannah: Of course, it still stands. You're a once-in-a-lifetime design genius. Our company has been waiting for you. When can you get here? Christina: I need to sort out my passport. It will probably take about two weeks. She had once promised Hector that if he ever broke his word, she would leave him forever.