Chapter 1

In the seventh year of serving a prison sentence for Ethan Foster, I was released early for good behavior.

When I walked out of prison, Ethan held up a priceless pink diamond and proposed to me.

Everyone praised him for never abandoning me.

It was not until the night before the wedding that I learned his real wedding gift to me was putting my virginity up for auction.

The starting bid was one dollar.

Ethan’s friends burst into laughter.

“Ethan, your bride just got out of prison, and she’s carrying all that bad luck with her, so I bet she won’t even sell for a dollar.”

“Exactly, you get to enjoy your wedding night with your lover Chloe while leaving trash like this for us.”

He sat in the shadows, his expression indifferent.

“If she doesn’t sell, then make her free, because if Grandpa hadn’t said I could only get the company shares by marrying her, I’d think she was too filthy to even look at.”

“I heard Chloe argued with Ethan for days over Evelyn and wouldn’t even let Ethan into her bed, and if he hadn’t come up with the idea of auctioning off the wedding night, Chloe would probably still be mad.”

“She upset Chloe the moment she got out, so she really does deserve a lesson.”

Ethan gave a disdainful sneer.

“What kind of lesson is this?”

“Evelyn spent seven years in prison, seven full years without touching a man, so she must be dying of loneliness by now.”

“And she has always had strong needs, since she used to tempt me so badly that I wouldn’t leave the bedroom for days.”

Ethan kept looking down and scrolling through his phone, then suddenly curled his lips and said, “Found it.”

After saying that, he lifted his phone.

“There’s video proof.”

“This is a video from before Evelyn went to prison, and back then we were together every day, but she still wouldn’t let me rest.”

“Now that she’s been lonely for seven years, I’m sure she’s even wilder.”

Broken, breathy moans came from the phone, making everyone present flush.

Then his friends whistled like hooligans, and their laughter and shrieks rose wave after wave.

Ethan’s expression stayed calm, as if the person at the center of the topic had nothing to do with him.

Amid the overwhelming mockery, tears rolled down my face, and my whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Ethan was not like this before.

I was a child sponsored by the Foster family, and I had followed Ethan around since I was little.

In name, I was his playmate, but in reality, I was a bodyguard trained specifically to protect him.

When I was eighteen, he took my body while drunk.

From then on, I had another identity, Ethan Foster’s bed partner.

I knew I could never climb into the Foster family’s world, so I never dared to have any other thoughts.

But Ethan refused to accept that.

When he was young, his love was passionate and sincere, and he swore again and again that he would marry me and give me a home.

During those years, everyone in the city knew it.

The eldest son of the Foster family, Ethan Foster, had a girl he loved down to his bones.

Until Ethan was kidnapped.

I broke into an abandoned factory alone to save him.

Everything had been going smoothly, but just before we left, one of the kidnappers touched my calf.

That one touch made Ethan’s expression change on the spot.

He chopped off the kidnapper’s right hand, then stabbed a knife into his heart.

Even though the Foster family was powerful and influential, killing someone still meant paying with a life.

Ethan was the only son, the lifeblood of the Foster family.

Because of that, Grandpa Foster came to me and asked me to take the blame and go to prison for Ethan.

In return, once I finished my sentence and was released, the Foster family would acknowledge me as their daughter-in-law.

Grandpa Foster had shown me kindness, and Ethan was the man I loved.

After sitting in silence for an entire night, I signed the confession.

Before I went to prison, Ethan knelt in front of me and cried bitterly.