The Heir Who Refused My Treatment Became Barren

This was the second time I lived this life. I was the last descendant of the serpent-kin. I treated men’s fertility issues and other similar problems.

In the previous timeline, my adoptive parents chased me out of the house as a way to appease their true daughter, Cynthia, that they had reunited with.

Lester Ward offered me his company’s shares and a luxury mansion to persuade me to marry his grandson. His only condition was for me to cure his barren grandson, Matthew Ward.

In the end, I did so, and Matthew married me.

However, on our wedding night, he forced me to reveal my serpent-kin guise and show him my tail. Then, he extracted my scales and sold me to a red-light district abroad. Only then was I made aware that he had been having a secret affair with Cynthia this whole time.

“You’re just a greedy beastfolk who wants the matriarch position of the Ward family! Cynthia is my true love. I was cured when I slept with her. You waited in my room all this time just to pretend to treat me! Cynthia thought that we were really together and ran off. In the end, she was killed by some fiends! Aren’t you a serpent-kin? Your kind is loose and immoral. Well, you will die here in this den of iniquity!”

I closed my eyes and waited for death. However, when I opened my eyes again, I found myself back in time at the moment Lester came asking for my help.

I waved him off. “Your grandson’s condition is a curse, not a medical affliction. No one can treat him.”

Lilith's POV

I was not lying.

An ancestor of the Ward family had conducted himself poorly. As a result, he was cursed to never have children. It was only through the intervention of someone powerful that the effects of the curse were alleviated enough for him to have a few generations of descendants.

Matthew Ward’s infertility was an effect of that curse.

However, Matthew’s grandfather, Lester Ward, did not believe that.

“I’ve asked around. You’re Statute Hospital’s most renowned expert in andrology. You specialize in using snake toxins as treatments. You cured the head of the Locke family of his long-term infertility. How could you not cure my grandson?”

Lester was very worked up. It was likely that I was his last hope.

In the previous timeline, I had married Matthew, and Lester used to be very nice to me. But when Matthew extracted my scales and sold me off abroad, Lester had simply avoided my pleading gaze with a sigh.

“Matt is the head of the Ward family now. I don’t have the authority to go against his decision. After all, we are humans, and you are beastfolk. I hope that you reincarnate as a human in your next life, Lilith!”

So I was beastfolk, was I?

After I had cured Matthew, they had praised me and called me a blessing. They had even been moments away from worshipping me as a deity.

I scoffed to myself and replied lightly, “Matthew’s member is one of death. No matter how skilled I am, I cannot bring it back to life.”

“Nonsense! You’re a quack! What do you know about treating illnesses?”

Matthew sauntered into the room while pulling Cynthia Harman along by the hand. He brought her before Lester.

“Grandpa, Cynthia is the true expert here. Only she can cure my condition!”

Lester looked between Cynthia and me somewhat doubtfully.

Cynthia put on a small smile. “Mr. Ward, I graduated from Hymnward Medical School. The famous Professor Duncan was my mentor. I’ve handled countless cases with him. I’m confident that I can cure Matt.”

This made Lester’s eyes light up. “Really? Well then, I’ll have to trouble you with his case!”

I snickered.

Indeed, Cynthia had returned from her studies overseas. However, she had barely graduated from some nameless nursing school. That stuff about being a graduate of Hymnward and a student of Professor Duncan was a lie fabricated by my adoptive parents to raise her standing.

Well, I wanted to see how she would treat Matthew.

Lester took back the company shares and property deed he had brought as engagement offers as if nothing had happened and left.

Before leaving, Matthew whispered viciously into my ear, “Don’t you dare come between me and Cynthia again. If you do, I’ll destroy you!”

It seemed that he had gone back in time as well.

I watched him stomp off. The dark miasma surrounding his waist became even thicker and darker. Within twenty-four hours, the curse on Matthew would coalesce, and he would be beyond help for good.

This time, he was destined to be barren.

When the Ward men left, my adoptive parents quickly rushed over.

“Did the Ward family come to propose a marriage? If you marry up, our family is going to be rich!”

My adoptive mother, Harriet, was beaming.

My adoptive father, Bart, was clearly excited.

“Surely the engagement gifts offered would be worth a lot. I spent twenty hard years raising you. If they offer too little, I won’t agree to this marriage. The gifts must be worth at least five hundred million dollars. No, a billion dollars!”

Cynthia chuckled at this. She said meanly, “Don’t get so excited yet, Mom, Dad. Lil’s already botched the engagement with the Ward family.”