Hailey's POV

When I finally woke up, the first thing I saw was Caden's tired face. His eyes were hollow, his skin stretched tight, and that scruffy stubble he'd let grow for days made him look even more worn out than usual.

His gaze shifted when he realized I was awake, like a flicker of guilt washed over him. "You're awake? The doctor said your uterus couldn’t be saved. It’s already been removed."

I just stared at him, my head still fuzzy, trying to make sense of the words he’d just thrown at me.

He hesitated, and his voice softened, but there was still tension hanging in the air. "Your medical record says you were rushed to the hospital yesterday. You didn’t run away from home, so... what happened?"

I reached for my phone instinctively, trying to ignore him, but his hand shot out, grabbing mine before I could unlock it.

"I'm calling the police," I said flatly, my voice a whisper of resolve, "Veronica pushed me down the stairs. She caused all of this. Doesn't she deserve to face the consequences?"

Caden's grip tightened for a moment, but he didn't seem surprised.

"I've already punished her," he snarled.

Then, his lips pressed together in a thin line as if his words were a secret.

"Punished her?" I blinked, the confusion clear on my face. "How? How did you punish her?"

He hesitated, then muttered, like it was something shameful, "I told her... she's not allowed to eat today's cake."

My laugh was dry, the bitterness almost slipping from my lips.

"Is that so?" I scoffed.

The absurdity of the situation hit me all at once.

His brows furrowed, frustration overtaking him.

"Can you stop being so sarcastic?" he snapped. "Look, you've lost your uterus. You can't have children anymore. Instead of being angry about that, shouldn't you be hoping that Veronica can give me a child? What else do you want, Hailey, to just hurt her more?"

I didn't respond. I couldn't.

His words kept ringing in my ears, but I was too tired, too hollow to fight back.

Then his tone softened like he was trying to placate me, to smooth things over. "This time, it's my fault. Didn't you want a child? I couldn't give you one before. When you're better, I'll ask Veronica to let you be the godmother so you can still be a mother, just not the way you imagined."

I felt numb. His words didn't touch me. They couldn't.

Caden's patience seemed to wear thin.

His face twisted in anger, and he raised his voice louder than I had expected. "What's the meaning of your silence? What's wrong now?"

"Don't think I don't know," Caden continued, his voice rising, "You married me because Killian wanted you because he slept with you and got you pregnant. You were scared your mother, who finally climbed the social ladder, would get dragged into it, so you chose me as your backup."

I felt my chest tighten as he stepped closer, his anger boiling over. "You made me wear the cuckold's hat, and I made sure you couldn't have my child as punishment. But you went behind my back, sending all those flirtatious messages to Killian, selling my company's secrets to him! If Veronica hadn't told me, I would've been a fool, believing you."

The words hit me hard. They left me gasping for air. I couldn't hold it in anymore.

"I didn't!" I yelled, my voice shaking with frustration. "I didn't do that!"

Without warning, he stormed over, grabbed me by the hair, and yanked something from between the sheets.

My heart sank as I saw him suddenly turn red in the face, grabbing my hair and slapping me hard.

Then, in one quick move, Caden slapped me hard.

"You're still denying it? The boarding pass is for private jets! A private plane named after you by Killian! What the hell do you think he gave you that ticket for? To run away with him? And you have the nerve to say there's no affair between you two?"

Then, he shouted, "You've dragged me into your secret affair with Killian. And now? Now, you'll be the unwanted mistress. I'll never let you go, never let you find happiness with him. Even if you die, you'll still be mine."

His words stung, carving deep into me, but before I could even gather my thoughts, his foot came down hard on my chest, sending me tumbling off the bed.

The IV stand crashed beside me, glass shards digging into my skin.

Blood pooled beneath me, warm and sticky, as my vision swirled.

I weakly lifted my head, everything spinning around me.

My body felt distant as if I wasn't even in it anymore.

"Caden," I whispered, barely able to get the words out. "Are you really that insecure? Do you honestly think you don't deserve love?"

His eyes were red with frustration.

"Hailey…" Before he could finish, the housekeeper rushed in, her voice frantic.

"Sir Caden," she said urgently, "Miss Steele is emotionally unstable, and she's just had a miscarriage. You should come check on her right away."

Caden's expression immediately shifted.

The anger was gone, replaced by panic. Quickly, Caden grabbed me by the arm without thinking, dragging me out of the room.

"If it weren't for you," he snapped, "Veronica wouldn't have felt guilty and had a miscarriage. You need to come with me and calm her down."

His grip was iron-tight as he dragged me down the hallway. When we reached the VIP ward, Veronica's blotchy and swollen face rushed into Caden's arms without a second's hesitation.

Hailey's POV

"Caden, I really didn't mean to hurt Hailey. I'm just clumsy because I'm pregnant. It was your wife who bumped into me. I was even trying to avoid her."

Veronica's voice was sickly sweet.

The sharp twist of pain in my chest was almost physical, but I couldn't look away. Her smug little smile, the satisfaction in her eyes, burned me like fire.

She softened her voice, trying to play the innocent victim. "If Hailey still wants to blame me, I'll kneel to her."

A sick feeling crawled up my throat.

"Veronica!" Caden snapped, pulling her back as though she were some fragile thing.

His eyes were full of pity for her. "It's not your fault."

He turned to me then, his expression hardening. He grabbed my arm and, without a sound, forced me to kneel before her.

"It's this bitch's fault," Caden muttered, dragging Veronica's hand and slapping me across the face.

Her hand, still wearing the wedding ring I used to wear, scraped across my skin, its sharp edge cutting deep.

Blood pooled in my mouth as I tasted the salt of my pain.

"It's all her fault for making you like this. Hit her back," Caden spat, his voice full of rage.

Veronica hesitated, pulling her hand back slightly, unsure of herself.

"Is this really okay?" she asked, her voice shaking.

Caden grinned at her, egging her on like a predator savoring its kill. "Come on, be brave. You're so gentle. How can you give me a strong baby if you're like this? Let me give you some courage. Just slap her. One slap and I'll buy you a Maserati. If you make her bleed, I'll get you a villa."

"Really?" Veronica's eyes lit up with excitement as she raised her hand, ready to strike me.

I stumbled out of the way, and Veronica nearly twisted her waist in the process.

Caden's expression darkened immediately. He stepped forward and kicked my leg with brutal force, snapping the bone with a sickening crack.

"No! Please, no!" I screamed in agony, the pain blurring everything around me.

"Now she won't be able to avoid it. Just hit her," Caden said, his voice chillingly composed.

I lay there, crushed by pain, hearing Veronica mentally count the money in her head. The buzzing in my ears drowned out everything else as the world turned black and white.

When I finally collapsed to the floor, Caden, looking heartbroken, of all things, embraced Veronica and blew gently on her palm.

"Good girl. Does your hand hurt? Let me blow on it for you. You’re such a brave girl," he said affectionately. "I’ll take you to Sotheby’s. We’ll buy all the diamonds—or the whole auction house if you want. Whatever you want, it’s yours."

Veronica giggled at me, her voice dripping with mockery. "What about Hailey?"

Caden's eyes flicked at me, and something cold seemed to settle in his expression.

He walked over to me, slow and deliberate, and said, "You want to leave me, right? I'll give you a chance."

I could feel the cold sweat dripping down my back as I forced out, "What are you going to do?"

He chuckled darkly, the sound almost maddening in its cruelty. "Back then, the most beautiful woman in Riverford must have been worth something, right? I should be able to auction you off at Sotheby's, don't you think?"

"You're insane!" I gasped, my breath coming in ragged gasps as the pain in my leg sent waves of dizziness through my head.

Ignoring me, he quickly had someone prepare a contract to auction me off and throw it in front of me.

I recoiled, shaking my head, refusing to sign, no matter how much he pressured me.

Caden sneered, clearly enjoying my resistance. "Not going to sign, huh?"

With another wave of his hand, someone stumbled into the room and knelt in front of me.

My eyes widened in shock.

It was James. He was the same James who had given me his coat at the winery that day. He had been Caden's best friend for years, even bringing his parents to witness our wedding.

But now, he was on his knees, covered in blood, his clothes torn, his dignity shattered.

"Are you crazy?" I screamed at Caden. "He's your childhood friend! How can you do this to him?"

Caden grinned, his smile sickening, like a devil enjoying my pain. "Why? Are you feeling sorry for him? The number one beauty in Riverford is quite the catch, huh? Not only did you seduce your stepbrother, but you also seduced my friend. He stood up for my wife, and I was so angry I had to punish him."

James was sobbing uncontrollably, his forehead bruised and battered from repeatedly banging it against the floor. "Hailey, I beg you, no matter what Caden says, please agree with it. My family's gone bankrupt, and my parents are stuck at a construction site. If you don't agree, Caden will have them buried alive with cement. Please, Hailey, I can't live without them."

Hailey's POV

The sound of knees hitting the floor echoed in my chest.

My hands shook as I reached for the pen, my fingers trembling as I scrawled the word 'voluntary' on the contract.

Caden patted me on the head, a sick, twisted satisfaction spreading across his face. "When you get on that stage, you better put on a good show and sell yourself. Maybe some blind rich guy will buy you, and you'll keep playing the backup for the cuckold."

My lips quivered. I desperately wanted to speak, to say anything at all, but all I could force myself to utter was, "Caden, you'll get what you deserve."

He sneered. "Only those who betray true love get what's coming to them. Let's see who really gets their payback."

A man in a mask walked over, and before I could react, he injected something into my side.

Everything went black, my vision fading into nothing.

....

When I came to again, I realized I was completely naked, locked inside a glass display case in Caden's VIP auction room.

My heart skipped a beat as I processed what was happening. On the couch across from me, Caden and Veronica were tangled up together.

Their voices were low, but their laughter was unmistakable as they shared some private joke I wasn't a part of.

As if sensing that I was awake, Veronica, likely feeling self-conscious about the stench on her clothes, tossed a small piece of fabric at my face.

I numbly pulled it off, the world spinning around me.

I could hear Caden's friends outside, laughing loud enough for the whole floor to hear.

“Caden, bro, a lot of people are saying you’re auctioning off your wife. It’s getting wild. Some of the older rich guys are eyeing Hailey, planning to throw stacks of cash just to get her.”

Caden leaned back in his chair, letting out a lazy exhale. “Tell them not to rush. I’ll put her on display for the old guys to play with. She’s got no uterus anyway, so no baggage. Just how they like it.”

He kicked the side of the display case, his voice sharp and cold. "I’ll give you one last chance. Call your cheating brother and tell him this: you're my bitch for life. Maybe I’ll take you and Veronica when I go all out for her."

I closed my eyes, choosing silence.

There was nothing left to say.

Caden muttered a curse under his breath and shoved Veronica off of him.

"Bitch, let's see how long you can keep up your act."

The auction began, and one by one, Caden snatched up items that Veronica had her eye on with a lazy flick of his wrist.

Sitting among a pile of luxury goods, Veronica stared wide-eyed, mouth slightly agape, completely enthralled by the chaos.

But Caden's expression grew darker with every passing second. His gaze kept landing on me, cold and calculating.

Finally, the auctioneer announced the last item.

“Our final item up for auction, titled ‘True Love,’ is brought to us by Mr. Caden Wilder of Wilder Enterprises, based in Riverford City.”

"$5 million!"

"$10 million!"

"$50 million!"

The bids climbed higher, but Caden's face hardened.

"Hailey, I'm giving you one last chance…" His voice dropped to a dangerous whisper, full of venom.

"VIP 31 just threw down a ridiculous bid," someone said, their voice cutting through the bidding frenzy.

Caden's face turned pale. He whipped around, staring at the auction stage with growing fury.