Beep-beep——

The cell phone on the bathroom counter vibrated, and a short message flashed across the bright screen.

“Three minutes away. Be ready.”

I switch off the phone and lift my gaze, wiping away the condensation off the vanity mirror.

Fresh out of the shower, my cheeks are flush, yet my heart stings with a chill as if soaked in ice water.

Who could have ever imagined, me, a married woman, in a hotel room, freshly bathed and waiting for the care of a stranger?

I loathe!

Loathe my traitorous husband, Jiang Yan, and loathe even more myself, blinded by love, incapable of preserving my parents' legacy!

But... if this man could truly help me reclaim everything, what harm could there be in offering my body?

The beep of the door opening pervades from the entrance. With a stern grasp, I clutch the blindfold and tightly shield my eyes.

“Click——”

The entrance door is closed, the slow steps paused for a moment, directly approaching the bathroom.

As the footfalls grew increasingly close, my body involuntarily trembled due to the tension. I couldn't help but wonder, not to mention curious, as to why this man insisted on me blindfolding myself?

Is it because he is old and ugly? Or, perhaps, is he someone I know?

The more I thought of it, the more frightened I became, the more curious as well. My mind was in turmoil, a tangled mess, and so was my heart.

I was mulling over all the promises he made, but snapped out of my wild reveries.

With my back pressed against the washbasin firmly, I straightened my posture.

"Heh..."

A soft laugh resonated. Sensing him entering the bathroom, I instinctively retreated but almost tripped over a bath towel.

"Ah!"

The off-balanced me was held around the waist, and soon, the fleeting sense of weightlessness made me realize he had lifted me.

I reached out to grab his shirt, feeling his firm muscles under my fingertips. It seemed he was younger than I'd initially thought.

"Wait for me on the bed next time."

His tone, unwavering yet intermingled with warm masculine breath, tickled my ears, causing me to shudder.

He gently placed me on the bed, his large hand sliding under the long skirt he'd chosen for me.

His fingers hooked the waistband of the skirt, untying it, pulling it off, as a voice echoed next to my ear.

"Cold?"

I bit my lip and shook my head vigorously.

Cold air crept upon my body as the clothes were removed, but I didn't actually feel cold, on the contrary, it was warmth that overpowered me.

Because his gaze and wandering fingers were like flames, igniting every part of me.

His large hand explored my body, claiming me in a way I've never experienced before, branding me as his.

For three years of marriage, I've never known how tormenting passion could be until I almost fainted. I've also never known that such a thing could be such a torture, yet bring such pleasure.

I'm not sure when the man left.

It was only when I heard the sound of a text message alert that I completely woke up from the strange afterglow.

I reached out and took off my blindfold, and immediately saw the phone next to my pillow. I lit up the screen, and there was an unread text.

"The cheque is on the dressing table."

I got up from the bed, walked over to the dressing table, enduring the soreness in my body, and saw, in a glance, the blank check signed above.

A blank cheque…

Picking up this thin piece of paper, tears streamed down my face.

Jiang Yan probably never imagined that someone would pay for the body he despised.

If my parents knew that I'd sold myself, they'd probably die of anger.

But if my mom was still alive, how could Jiang Yan bully me to this extent?

As I was lost in thought, my phone rang. The blinking name made me wipe away my tears.

After the call was connected, Jiang Yan's voice came over.

"Yin Yue, the charity auction starts in two hours. If you sign the divorce, I might consider leaving behind the jade earrings, your mother's favorite. Otherwise…."

"What else could I do? Auction it off for charity?" I interrupted him with a cold laugh, "Jiang Yan, I won't sign the divorce papers. Not today, nor tomorrow. As long as I'm alive, Gu Qianqian can only ever be the third wheel; a disgraceful mistress!"

I hung up on Jiang Yan in anger, my whole body trembling with rage.

The mere thought of catching Jiang Yan and my cousin Gu Qianqian in their embarrassing state pushed me to wish nothing more than for this pair of shameless lovers to drop dead!

I want revenge, I want revenge, I crave revenge!

Hatred was wildly sprouting within me, yet paradoxically, my emotions started to stabilize.

Looking at my swollen eyes in the mirror, I managed to curl up a smile.

Whether it amounted to selling my body or soul, even if that cost me my life, I swear to make Jiang Yan and Gu Qianqian taste the betrayal and pain they have forced upon me!