Chapter 3

Those filthy words were like countless sharp knives, stabbing straight into me and slicing away my dignity inch by inch.

In the shadows at one corner of the auction hall, Ethan and a girl leaned together intimately.

That must have been Chloe, the woman his friends had mentioned.

I could not lift my eyelids, so I could only narrow my eyes and look over.

The girl had long hair and wore a white dress, and from a distance, she looked somewhat like me when I was young.

I did not know what she said, but it made the man beside her darken his gaze, his face full of desire.

He picked the girl up in his arms and walked straight into the lounge backstage.

After he had only taken a few steps, one of his friends asked, “Ethan, your wife is still here, so where are you going?”

Without looking back, Ethan threw out one sentence.

“Chloe is hungry, so I’m going to feed her.”

Then he paused and ordered coldly, “Evelyn took the drug, so she won’t know what happens tonight, and after the inspection is over, just find someone to throw her back home, but none of you are allowed to disturb my fun.”

Tears slid silently from the corners of my eyes.

My heart kept falling until it fell into a bottomless abyss and made no more sound.

Ethan thought that under the effect of the drug, I would not remember anything.

But he did not know that so I could better protect Ethan, Grandpa Foster had long ago trained me to resist ether-type drugs.

The lounge door closed with a bang.

Without Ethan present, the words of the men below the stage became even more explicit.

Someone even slowly approached me, the desire in his eyes completely undisguised.

The gauze was torn away, and several greasy hands roamed freely over my body at the same time.

Just when I was drowning in despair, someone glanced at the lounge door.

Perhaps thinking of how Ethan had once protected me, they did not dare to truly do anything.

The bitterness in my heart spread little by little.

Ethan, who had once been jealous if someone so much as looked at me, now placed me in such a humiliating place and let others bully me.

My mind grew hazy, and I did not know when I fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes again, I was lying in my own bedroom with my pajamas intact.

If not for the faint red marks still left on my wrists, I probably would have thought everything from last night was an absurd nightmare.

Before I could gather myself, the bedroom door opened, and more than a dozen people rushed in at once.

They hurriedly dragged me up.

They did my makeup while changing me into a wedding dress.

Only then did I realize in a daze that the day of my wedding to Ethan had arrived.

After I changed into the wedding dress, I discovered that it was not the one I had originally chosen.

The neckline of the dress I was wearing was extremely low, and without lowering my head, half of my pale chest could be seen.

I was ashamed and angry, and my hands instinctively covered my chest tightly.

But the woman in charge was not satisfied and forcefully pulled my hands away.

“Miss Harper spent a few years in prison, and now she really has no manners at all, because what bride acts so timid at her own wedding and doesn’t even fear embarrassing the Foster family?”

“This is the wedding dress Mr. Foster personally chose for you, and he said it suits a woman like you best.”

I gritted my teeth as tears swirled in my eyes.

Life in prison had been extremely hard, but every time I thought that after I got out, I could become Ethan’s wife openly and properly, I found the strength to keep going.

It turned out the love of our youth had trapped only me from beginning to end.

In a daze, I was dragged and shoved all the way to the wedding venue.