Dia Menjebakku, Ibuku Meninggal, Akan Kubalas

It had been three years since I was thrown out of the Shaw family. I crossed paths with Landon Lancaster at St. Eleanor Monastery. He had come there with his wife, Serena Shaw, hoping for a baby, while I was there to light a memorial candle for my late mother. Landon froze the moment he saw me, his eyes turning red as if he was holding back tears. Serena was my father's daughter from an affair, and standing beside him, she didn't even try to hide the jealousy in her gaze as she glared at me. I didn't lose control like I used to. I simply turned around and walked away. My mind drifted back to the charity gala three years ago. Landon had personally handed me a glass of champagne, and I had taken a sip without a second thought. When I woke up, I was in a hotel suite with my clothes messed up and a stranger lying beside me. Landon's mother had completely lost it. She pointed at me and called me a w***e, threatening to have me sent to prison. The only person who saved me was my mother. She had broken down in tears and apologized in front of everyone, and only then did the Lancaster family agree to let it go. That same night, my mother suffered a sudden brain hemorrhage and passed away. But I never got the chance to see her for the last time. And the drink that had been drugged was given to me by my own fiancé, Landon, the heir to the Lancaster Group...