My husband had my entire family murdered, then filmed my humiliation–and auctioned off the video.
I begged him to spare the Talbot family, but he cruelly pinched my face and forced me to witness my parents die.
“You thought marrying me was some grand, noble gesture? Sure, the whole city praised your family for throwing me a lifeline when I was drowning. But do you know what they called me?” he said.
“They called me a dog reliant on you, Melisa!”
Back then, when his family went bankrupt, I proposed marriage to assist him. He was full of gratitude–like I was his
savior.
But now he hates me for it.
Oliver Paget destroyed the Talbot family personally to prove he was stronger than them, not a mere dependent.
He ripped up the divorce papers and shoved them in my mouth, intent on making me watch his ascent to power, flaunting his ability to control everything.
To degrade me further, he brought home different women every day, making me their sole maid.
“What is the Talbot family worth now? Your only value is in cooking and massaging their feet.”
It didn’t matter, though–I only had three days left to live.
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I leaped out the window and fled from Oliver’s villa, determined to gather the remnants of my family’s possessions.
The Talbot family had gone bankrupt, and all valuables were sold, leaving only personal items behind that no one
cared for.
I worried about my parents being cold in their graves, and my sister having nothing to wear.
Yet, as I approached the house, the Talbot’s villa buzzed with activity. Oliver’s laughter cut through the air, making my heart tighten.
When he noticed my entrance, Oliver paused with his cigarette, then gestured for me to come closer. “What, does the Talbot orphan want to join the auction for your family’s relics?” he taunted.
My fists clenched, and a bitter lump formed in my throat as I struggled to believe his words.
“What did you say? Oliver, they were your family too,” I protested.
Oliver’s eyes turned icy. “The Talbot family only saw me as useful when they played the Paget family for status. They
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never thought of me as a good son–in–law.”
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With that, he wrapped his arm around the elegant woman beside him. “Sally, bid on whatever you like. I’ve got you covered.”
On the stage, Mother’s earrings and comb were up for auction.
A young woman’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she raised her bid card. “I’ll offer 800,000! Mr. Paget, I absolutely adore this!”
Another girl, Nora Bruce, glanced over with teary eyes. “Could you let me have this, Sally? I love it too!”
Oliver chuckled. “Here’s the thing–Sally is new here. Nora, how about you let her take this one? I’ll make sure you get the next item, okay? Alright, everyone–bid on whatever catches your fancy! If someone outbids you, just come to me. I’ll raise the paddle for you!”
With that, the ladies erupted in cheers and began bidding enthusiastically. In no time, all of my mother and father’s jewelry and clothing were sold off, leaving me powerless to act.
Then, my sister’s underwear was presented.
“Gentlemen, this is a true gem! Winning the bid includes a bonus video clip. The starting bid is 1.5 million!”
Wealthy young men raised their paddles eagerly, eyes gleaming with greed.
The women, however, rolled their eyes. “Nowadays, even underwear can fetch a high price! I don’t want it one bit! I’m worried it might carry a disease!”
A hint of triumph appeared on Nora’s face as she turned to Oliver and suggested, “Oliver, why not bid for this and gift it to Melisa? Now that Melisa is broke, she won’t be able to afford clothes soon. Instead of wearing cheap clothes from street vendors, she might as well wear her sister’s.”
Oliver smirked, looking at me with disdain.
“Alright, let’s do as Nora suggests. I’ll bid on it.”
He carelessly hooked a piece of underwear and tossed it at me, along with a USB drive.
“Since you’re bankrupt, take it and study hard–you might need it when you’re struggling to make a living.”
I chuckled bitterly. “I once told you I feared pain, and you promised to protect my chastity. How can you speak this way now?”
Oliver sneered. “Are you out of your mind? When I said I’d get a vasectomy for you, it was just because I had no de- sire to touch you! You’re revolting. I made up an excuse to deceive you–did you actually fall for it?”
The wound in my heart throbbed painfully, nearly causing me to faint. Heartache really does have a sound.
I collapsed to the ground, pale and clutching my chest, as Oliver and the crowd stepped over me. “Stop pretending to be pitiful. Anyone who might pity you is already dead.”
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“Hold on,” I called out to Oliver. “For the next item, I’ll raise the bid paddle.”
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