Ending a Betrayal-Filled Marriage: Ex-Husband, You're Out!

A thunderclap exploded in Mathilde’s mind.

She stared at her husband in disbelief, her blood freezing.

"Are you aware with what you're saying?"

"I'm your wife, Edward."

He retorted sharply. "I don't have a wife as vicious as you!"

"Mathilde, if you hadn't forced Louisa, why would she have thought of auctioning herself off?"

"Since you made a mistake, you should pay the price."

The next second, he shoved her away.

Mathilde tried to struggle, but the auction house staff held her firmly.

Edward went up on stage, held Louisa up in his arms, and as he passed her wife on the way down, he gave her a cold glance.

"I'm taking Louisa with me, as for Mathilde, you can do whatever you want with her."

Mathilde completely broke down. "Edward, you have no right to treat me like this!"

But he ignored her and left with Louisa.

When leaving, Mathilde clearly saw the provocation on her sister's face.

She struggled, but the staff of the auction house took her away.

She felt like a commodity, displayed on stage for others to admire and play with.

In the end, she was bought by an anonymous wealthy businessman for two hundred seventeen million dollars and sent to a penthouse suite.

The maid came in and forcibly helped her change into bunny girl lingerie.

"Ms. Portier, these are all specially prepared by Mr. Portier for you. He said you should learn proper manners here."

Upon hearing the maid's words, Mathilde laughed wildly.

He was the man she once deeply loved, and now, for someone eles, he handed her over with his own hands.

The love in her eyes had completely disappeared, leaving only endless hatred. But reality didn't give her that much time for sadness.

The door of the suite was suddenly pushed open, and a muscular man walked in.

The man's familiar voice made Mathilde freeze.

"Ms. Haagen, we meet again."

Nolan cornered her in the cramped, dim space.

Her heart, already sunk to the lowest depths, felt like dying.

Nolan Lutgenburgh was ruthless. He even betrayed his own brother to seize power.

For someone of his stature to remember her meant he must have discovered something!

She instinctively touched her belly.

No, she couldn't just sit and wait for death!

If the child fell into Nolan's hands, even if she manages to save him, he wouldn't give him to her after he was born.

"Mathilde, you seem to be afraid of me, as if you have done something wrong." Nolan's voice rang out, a half-smile playing on his lips.

With each step he took forward, Mathilde was forced to take a step back, her entire body tense and wary of him.

As soon as the man approached her, she bit his arm hard, drawing blood.

Nolan took a few steps back in pain, and Mathilde seized the opportunity to snatch his clothes and ran out.

Just as she escaped, another man, his assistant, came in and turned on the lights.

"Mr. Lutgenburgh, that crazy woman bit you! You spent two hundred seventeen million dollars to save her, yet she shows such ingratitude!"

"If I had known, you shouldn't have spent that money. It was a waste of your kindness."

Nolan lowered his eyes to the bite wound on his hand, and instead of being angry, he smiled.

"She doesn't need my kindness. Even if the person who comes isn't me, she can save herself."

The assistant, Drake Miller, asked in confusion, “Mr. Lutgenburgh, you must be joking. She's a woman abandoned by her husband. How could she possibly leave without help?”

Nolan pointed to the bitten area and said, "She put a special drug in her mouth. She bit me to get the drug into my bloodstream. If I didn't have multiple antibodies, I would have already passed out now."

His face showed admiration for Mathilde.

"She's very interesting. Go and investigate her. I need all the information on this woman."

After escaping, Mathilde returned to the Portier Family's manor.

Three years ago, the Haagen Family moved overseas.

At that time, she and Edward weren't married yet, and her parents made her leave with them.

At that time, she gave up for Edward.

Now, bullied like this, she doesn't even have anyone to confide in.

But, fine, the three-day deadline was coming up soon.

She would soon be able to leave and return to her real home with her child.

Mathilde was in a disheveled state, and as soon as she entered the house, she saw Edward sitting in the living room.

Their eyes met, and Edward frowned.

He took out the medicine he had prepared in advance and placed it on the table

"Contraceptive pills, take them."