Sold to the Abandoned Billionaire Husband

marries full-time businessman a

adline and our wedding photo, tears

nce I left him, ever since

e, all I felt was pain and resentment

ey. Especially now that he has sold me to the black market t

y times! Why are you still crying, you wenc

rry,

Ging scolded me angrily. I threw away

one to buy you in full, Jia. If the auction starts and no foreigner shows interest

ly wipe away the tears in my eyes. I searched

have someone buy me and then

ur appearance, Xiao Jia!" Despite her anger a

and I have been secretly living here as different people. But

uman traffickers. Some people with no looks or proper body shape

nsidered slave women, were being p

ked, sending shivers down my spine. "But because of your beauty, they'll

erent men as a prostitute! I know it's impossible to escape once I end up in that ki

ess Serena Laurel. Even though Madam Ging knows we're compatriots, she doesn'

ow is about to sta

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host announced enthusiastically. "The b

uddenly pulled up, causing my hear

ut close my eyes tightly. Despite the trembling in

e sold, no

rs. And the white gown I was wearing sparkled with beauty, as if I were a

llars! Just look at how gorgeous it is!" The

ion to the lights, I saw

e busy flirting with men, including an old

e not as a lowly person but

; surely there's someone who

ed thousan

hundred

red thousa

m different nationalities, all gathered tonight in

ns faded. What did I

an actress, to be exposed to the camera at a young age, to not fini

ive my heart a break, but

grudge against me to make

't let myself be c

ave this pla

a blue suit yelled. I looked at

th intense desire. He ran his fingers through his small mustache on his face

k black hair. But then again, a person who goes to the

o different "owners." Some become sex slaves, for

ever had a happy ending. But I woul

e?" The host became more excited as he was a

uld be my new "owner" from now on. I swallowed my s

ng million

that chillin

ning silence inside. It was as if an angel passed

ow pounding violently. My hands and feet turned cold. I almost los

iliar v

iliar v

't be

e three years we were together... That voice is not

the blue suit's voice again. For some

close

ment, and let the two voices dominate the bidding. It

, I gathered my courage and slowly o

ter of the back of the venue. His position w

as empty earlier. But now, he was seated the

as engrossed in the amount of money, was i

xclaimed sharply and descende

I watched him step into the

m, it seemed like he didn't care about the

e trickle of my tears. My knees felt weak,

r I was holding and t

staring at me three years ag

e of the pain I felt from him.

authoritative, and his sharp gaze never le

struck the hammer against the w

s completely deafened, with nothing else in

I weakly whis

ecause he has that look on his face, he screams danger, whic

d to take a few steps back to escape, bu

a mix of emotions, as mal

corner of his lips slowly rose, and I was fille

ldn't call my name. No

Wha

om three years ago when I caught

perience the same thing I experienc