Chapter 2
The entire auction hall erupted in cruel cheers.
Someone whistled and shouted, “Is Ryan really heartless enough to let his gorgeous wife get used up by strangers? Damn!”
Ryan arched an eyebrow, his expression impassive.
“If my wife doesn’t like it, she can make the highest bid herself. If she can’t, well, that’s her choice. I’m a very democratic guy.”
The crowd nodded in agreement, their voices playful.
“That’s true. I heard last time his little girlfriend went to bid on that Fabergé horse and placed the highest offer, but Mrs. Ryan shut it down immediately. She must have serious resources. We’ll see what she can do tonight.”
Amid the commotion, the auction bell rang.
I was dragged out of the cage like a dog, pulled by an iron chain around my neck.
They tied me to a seat in the front row, directly facing the giant screen.
The screen scrolled through my medical reports and photos of my body. The humiliation consumed
me like wildfire.
My hands trembled as I clasped them together, my mind racing desperately.
Ryan had transferred all our joint assets to his account, and by black market auction rules, one account couldn’t be used by two people simultaneously.
I couldn’t place the highest bid–I couldn’t even scrape together a hundred dollars.
Ryan had calculated this perfectly.
He knew every detail of my financial situation. If even one part of my body was sold off, it would be enough to destroy my life completely.
I was like a lamb led to slaughter, bound to the gallows with nowhere to run.
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We’d been married for eight years. I’d stood by him as he climbed from nobody to CEO of Ryan
Enterprises.
Through all the hardships, I never complained. When he finally reached the top, I willingly stepped back into the shadows to become his supportive wife.
Now, Ryan was ready to throw me into hell just to avenge his girlfriend’s hurt feelings.
The discussions around me never ceased, vile comments rising and falling like waves.
“Ryan’s so experienced in the bedroom–his trained wife must be incredible. I’m going to bid on the
whole package and find out what she tastes like.”
“No way, I’ve been eyeing Mrs. Ryan’s feet for ages. I’ll cut them off and turn them into art pieces. Just looking at them makes me climax. I’m not letting you have them.”
I bit my lip hard, using every ounce of willpower to remain seated.
Finally, the auctioneer took the stage from the host, announcing the auction would begin shortly.
I stood up abruptly, making my chains clatter loudly.
“Wait, I need to wash my face!”
Ryan slowly turned toward me, his eyes filled with dark mockery.
“Claire, don’t bother trying to escape. Security is so tight here that not even a fly could get out. Save
your energy.”
I stared directly into his black eyes, fighting through the pain wracking my body.
“If not even a fly can escape, then letting me wash my face to calm down isn’t too much to ask, is it?
Or are you too stingy to give me even that small mercy?”
Everyone in the room held their breath, watching our confrontation.
Our
eyes
locked in silent battle, each of us fighting without words.
Several of Ryan’s acquaintances frowned impatiently.
“Don’t waste time, Ryan. We can’t wait any longer. Don’t listen to her–let’s get started.”
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“Exactly! This is wasting our precious time. I’ve already run a bath at home, just waiting to take wife back with me.”
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Finally, under everyone’s expectant gaze, Ryan’s face darkened, his eyes turning cold and menacing.
“Everyone shut up!” he commanded.
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