Married With Vampire and Vanished

As the only daughter of the Hawthorne family, I entered an arranged marriage with Adrian, the heir to the vampire ancient clan.

Adrian was attentive, gentle, and deeply devoted to me.

Until that day.

His childhood sweetheart, Elara, became pregnant after getting involved with a lower-class vampire and turned to him for help.

To protect her baby from being rejected by the ruthless vampire families, Adrian publicly claimed that Elara’s baby was his.

As for me and the child I was carrying, Adrian told us to wait.

At least until Elara could give birth safely, he said, he couldn’t acknowledge me or our child.

His parents accused me of infidelity, saying I had disgraced the vampire bloodline and dishonored the Hawthorne name.

They forced me to terminate my pregnancy.

Meanwhile, Adrian was on the other side of the world, caring for Elara.

By the time he finally returned, I had already disappeared from his world.

Margaret’s POV

I came to the hospital alone for my prenatal checkup when I saw a familiar figure.

Adrian and Elara were standing side by side, looking down at the ultrasound images in their hands.

Elara was holding onto my husband’s arm, tilting her head toward him with a bright, contented smile.

I saw it clearly.

She had red pupils.

She was a pregnant vampire.

“Look,” she said softly.

“Our baby is really cute.”

“This has to be the cutest vampire baby in the world, right?”

Adrian didn’t answer her.

But even from the far end of the hallway, I could still see the faint curve of a smile at the corner of his lips.

“Margaret Valemont, please proceed to Examination Room Three.”

My name echoed through the empty corridor.

I stood there alone, watching as a moment of blankness and panic flashed across Adrian’s face.

He turned around, saw me, and quickly pulled his arm away from Elara.

We had been married for ten years.

I was the only daughter of the Hawthorne family, once noble and long fallen.

We met at a charity gala where my family had pushed me to ingratiate myself with vampires and secure their help through marriage.

He still fell in love with me at first sight, so gentle and kind.

And we married quickly, knowing how unlikely it was for a human to carry the child of a progenitor vampire.

After ten years of countless hardships, I had finally conceived this baby.

For this baby, my weight had dropped rapidly. I barely slept at night. But because I loved him, I endured everything without any complaint.

Just yesterday, he had told me that there was urgent business at his financial company, which was why he couldn’t accompany me to my prenatal appointment today.

How could he do this to me?

The soreness that had already been lingering in my body suddenly sharpened, as if needles were piercing my skin. Anger gave me strength. I forced myself to step forward and walk toward them.

“Adrian,” I demanded,

“why are