Husband cut my climbing rope to avenge his assistant.

"Ten million dollars, I bet she can't last fifteen minutes."

Vincent's voice sounded, confident, assertive, and sure of victory.

My heart seemed to be shattered by a heavy hammer, and the debris turned into a deep humiliation that filled my chest.

I looked up stubbornly at the man above me. He was laughing wantonly.

This is the man I love deeply.

This is the man I once sacrificed my dreams for and gave up my job to be with.

This is the man I secretly support and send to the sky with all my heart and soul.

Ten years of true love has been wasted.

I just realized that I fell in love with a beast!

My fists were clenched so tightly that the knuckles turned white.

The tears that rolled out turned into ice beads as they fell, and shattered into pieces when they hit the ground.

I gritted my teeth and said word by word: "Vincent, are you still a human being?"

"You're worse than pigs and dogs, betting on your wife's pain for fun! I won't apologize, ever!"

A cold wind blew past, blowing away my curses and my remaining strength.

I slipped and fell to the ground, hitting my forehead and bleeding profusely.

The pain was so severe that I nearly had a stitch in the side and nearly suffered a cardiac arrest.

I tried hard to regulate my breathing and finally managed to stabilize my heartbeat.

Vincent seemed moved when he saw this scene.

Scarlett spoke again, "Sister-in-law, you'd better admit your mistake within fifteen minutes. Otherwise, if Vincent loses the bet, he will definitely be unhappy. You should know that Vincent cares about his reputation the most."

I struggled to get up, and blood gushed out of the wound on my forehead, staining half of my body red.

I tried to gather my strength and roared in a trembling voice, "You're using your wife's suffering to bet with others. A man worse than an animal has the nerve to say he cares about his reputation?"

As soon as I finished speaking, a stronger cold wind carrying thick water mist came towards me.

A biting coldness enveloped my whole body, and I felt like my body was no longer my own.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in my lower abdomen that went straight to my soul.

I know my body and what this pain means.

I know I can't hold on any longer.

"Vincent, if you're still human, pull me up!"

I looked up and saw blood mixed with condensed water droplets sliding down to my feet, blooming into dazzling red flowers on the white ice surface.

Seeing this, Vincent couldn't bear it after all.

But before he could say anything, Scarlett was already on the verge of tears: "It's almost fifteen minutes, Vincent is going to lose!"

"I didn't expect my sister-in-law to be so stubborn. She would rather let Vincent lose face than give in."

"Then let me kneel down and admit my mistake on behalf of my sister-in-law, put an end to this unpleasant situation, and save Vincent's face."

As she spoke, she was about to kneel down, but Vincent quickly stopped her.

He looked at Scarlett with fondness: "You are not the one who made the mistake, how can I let you suffer any more injustice?"

As she leaned over to look at me, her face was filled with disgust. "Eleanor, I really gave you face. You made a mistake and you let Scarlett take the blame for you."

Scarlett was firm: "Vincent, you don't have to worry about me being wronged. I have really forgiven my sister-in-law."

The more she said this, the more resentful Vincent became towards me.

Vincent said fondly, "Anyone who makes you feel wronged will pay the price."

"Especially someone like Eleanor who is confused. She must be taught a lesson that will last a long time."

My heart is as cold as ice, even colder than the temperature of this ice cave.

I struggled to move my frozen body and walked to an ice wall.

Under Vincent's contempt and the gloating gaze of a group of rich second-generations, he bit his finger.