Soon, Mathilde returned to the Portier Family's manor, but she didn't sleep well the whole night.

Her dreams were filled with scenes of Nolan discovering the truth and coming to snatch the child.

It wasn't until dawn that she finally managed a few moments of sleep.

When she woke up, she was startled to see the person sitting opposite her bed.

The man's face was gloomy, and his broken hair in front of his forehead looked somewhat disheveled.

He questioned in a sinister tone, "Was it you who made the report call last night?"

She dared to admit. "Yes, it's me."

"Bang!"

The ashtray smashed against the wall, shattering glass shards and cutting Mathilde's arm.

But Edward showed no concern, only demanding. "Are you crazy?"

She remained calm, looking up at him and retorting.

"Edward, you're the one who's crazy! I'm your wife, yet you're kissing my sister passionately outside."

"As a wife, I'm just protecting my own rights."

A look of shock crossed his face. He hadn't expected Mathilde to know.

But the man showed no guilty for being caught in the act, instead, he arrogantly declared.

"It was just a misunderstanding. Instead of communicating with me immediately, you acted like a madwoman and reported me. Mathilde, you're so insensible!"

She looked up at him with a cold smile.

Was she supposed to be sensible by discovering his infidelity and then graciously saying it was fine?

She could not do it, nor could she do it.

Edward was about to press further when he received a sudden phone call and his expression changed abruptly.

"You didn't get pregnant this time?"

This was one of the deals she had made with the doctor.

Seeing her remain silent, Edward became even more certain.

A flash of anger crossed the man's face as he dragged Mathilde downstairs.

“Since you're not pregnant, we'll keep going. This ends when you are!”

Mathilde gasped and instinctively touched her lower abdomen.

A little life was already inside her, she could not go.

If she went, everything would be exposed.

Dragged into the first-floor living room, she grabbed a nearby vase, ready to hurl it at the man.

But before the vase could fall, Edward received another call—from Louisa.

The speakerphone was on, so Mathilde heard every word clearly.

"Edward, perhaps I shouldn't have come back to disturb your life and my sister's."

“This whole mess is my fault. It's understandable that she got angry and called the police. I'm a worthless woman — how could I shamelessly seduce my own brother-in-law?”

"Tell my sister to rest assured, I will find myself a place to settle down and never disturb your lives again."

Edward's face instantly panicked. "Louisa, what are you planning to do?"

Louisa replied, "I have contacted the largest auction house in London, and I will auction myself out. With so many people witnessing, Mathilde won't blame you anymore."

“Edward, I love you so much. I thought, as long as I could stay by your side, I'm willing to be your mistress.”

"But I didn't expect this to hurt Mathilde, so this time I'll put her mind at ease completely." With that, Louisa hung up the phone.

She was clearly feigning concern to gain pity, but the man believed her without question.

He glared angrily at Mathilde and forcefully pushed her away.

Mathilde was thrown to the ground, and to protect her belly, she had to use her injured arm to support herself on the ground, causing her to tremble with pain.

Before, in order to get her pregnant, he wouldn't even let her lift a single thing.

Now, his goal wasn't achieved, he couldn't even be bothered to pretend anymore?

Mathilde felt like something was gripping her heart, the pain making her break out in a cold sweat.

“She's acting, Edward! She's doing all this just for you!”

“Enough! Even now, you still slander her!”

"Mathilde, since you've driven Louisa to this point, you won't get away with it either!"

At first, Mathilde had no idea, but he forcibly took her to the auction house.

She felt a strong sense of unease and struggled to break free. "Edward, if you don't let me go, you're restricting my personal freedom! I can sue you!"

However, he ignored her and dragged her into the auction house.

The auction hall was bustling with people.

Louisa had changed into a red fishtail dress and sat on the auction floor.

Since it was the first in the auction history where someone was auctioning herself off, it had drawn a lot of people.

The moment Edward entered, Louisa's gaze was fixed on him.

Louisa stood up, with a look of resignation, and shouted. "Whoever offers the highest price today, I, Louisa Haagen, will spend the rest of my life with him."

Louisa was good-looking and also Edward's first love. For whatever reason, many were eager to try their luck.

Below the stage, the offer came from various parties.

One hundred fourty thousand dollars!

Seven hundred twenty thousand dollars!

Nine hundred fourty thousand dollars!

Every time these people make a price call, Edward tightened his grip on her wrist.

He stared at her with crimson eyes and said, "Are you satisfied now? Louisa is your sister, even if she's not blood-related, are you really going to drive her to such a desperate situation?"

The repeated questioning and framing, Mathilde had truly fed up.

No idea where the strength came from, but she broke free from the man's grasp, pointing at him and yelling. "Edward, who's forcing whom here!"

"You cheated on me, and even tried to use me to have your child, yet you still have the nerve to say I forced you?"

"You can't be so heartless, Edward!"

The man was stunned, not expecting Mathilde to know everything.

A flicker of guilt had just begun to rise in his heart, but shattered by the explicit photos on the big screen.

The audience erupted in commotion, and many men snapped photos with their phones.

On the big screen, Louisa and Edward were in various intimate positions, practically a live sex show.

Even a competitor jokingly remarked. "Mr. Portier, you're thirty this year, and you still have so many tricks up your sleeve. You have such good kidneys."

“That's not about good kidneys — it's good skill.”

On the stage, Louisa held back her tears and asked with the microphone, "Mathilde, we are sisters. Are you really going to ruin me like this?"

In an instant, all the lights on site gathered around her.

A barrage of insults followed one after another.

"Is Mathilde heartless? She even harmed her own sister."

"I heard, she forced Louisa away to be with Edward, but she never even leaves her a way out."

"No wonder Edward cheated on her. She's such a wicked woman, so scary."

Everyone at the scene was saying she was jealous and immature, as if they were convinced she was the one who did it.

Even Edward was convinced it was her.

"Mathilde, just because you knew I replaced your eggs, you had to take revenge like this?"

"You're fucking ruthless!"

Mathilde was at a loss for words. "Edward, you know who I am. If I did it, I'll own up to it. But if I didn't, don't try to pin this on me!”

“Besides, these are your private photos. If it weren't from the two of you, how could I possibly get them?"

“Edward, she staged the whole things herself!”

A flicker of hesitation crossed his face as he considered the weighed on Mathilde's words.

On stage, Louisa interrupted his thoughts once more.

"Mathilde, I know you're going to frame me again. It's fine. After all, I'm just the adopted daughter of the Haagens. I deserve it. I blame my own lowly life."

"Edward, go back and live a good life with Mathilde. Our fate ends here."

Louisa's bold and passionate nature further captivated the men, driving their offers to even more outrageous levels, some even soaring to over fourteen million dollars.

"Seventeen million dollars!"

"Eighteen million dollars!"

Seeing the price rising higher and higher, Edward had no time to pursue Mathilde's responsibility and immediately raised his paddle to bid.

"One hundred fourty million dollars!"

Once he announced his price, no more voices of bidding sounded in the venue.

All eyes were on the couple.

They laughed at Edward for spending a lot of money on another woman, and laughed at Mathilde for failing to keep her own husband's heart.

Edward disregarded everything and expressed his love in front of everyone.

"Louisa, I love you more than anything else. Even if it means losing everything, I won't give you up."

The two were far apart, yet they gazed at each other with deep affection, making Mathilde, the legal wife, appear like a mistress.

Mathilde felt as if she had been slapped on the face from afar.

Just when he thought he had control in his grasp, an auction house staff approached and reminded him.

"Mr. Portier, we have sorted out all the assets under your name and they are still less than one hundred fourty million dollars."

"Would you like to withdraw your bid, or offer something else as collateral?"

Mathilde's pale lips finally moved. "Edward, do you love her that much? That you're willing to hurt me again and again, even to the point of losing everything?"

The man stared at her, his resolute voice echoing in the venue. "Yes, I love her, so I won't withdraw the offer just now. I must take Louisa away today."

She had her face gloomy and sad. She couldn't tell if it was cold sweat from heartbreak or tears.

She, then, pursed her lips and sneered, "Edward, you're out of money. Just accept your fate."

Suddenly, his eyes gleamed with a cold light. "No, I still have something very valuable."

As soon as he finished his words, he pushed Mathilde out.

"My wife is the eldest daughter of the Haagens. She's valuable enough, isn't she? We'll use her as collateral if we don't get enough money from the auction."

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."