LOGINEveryone knows me as a gentle and calm wife. On our wedding night, my husband, Julian Chapman, sleeps with another woman. I tell myself that it's part of being married and that I should be understanding. He blows through the 30,000 dollars I brought into the marriage. I kept my silence. Then, he brings home one mistress after another. I pour them drinks myself. When his gambling debts finally catch up with him, he sells me to a brothel without a second thought. "This is my wife. She's quiet, obedient, and easy to deal with. Take her instead. Do whatever you want with her." I laugh. He has no idea that I had a reputation before I ever married him. They called me the Queen of Hell. I had been training courtesans since I was five. Does he think he can sell me? Fine. I'll take his smug pride and grind it into the dirt. I'll strip away every bit of dignity he's so proud of. From now on, I'm the one calling the shots, and he's the star attraction. Since he spent my money on mistresses, I'll put him on stage and make him earn his keep. That seems fair to me.
View MorePeople started coming to the Gilded Lily to make Julian kneel, mock him for becoming someone's plaything, and laugh at how pathetic he looked.He tried going on a hunger strike. I immediately brought in someone new, which made his position even more precarious. If he wanted better food or a better room, he had to compete for my attention.When he tried to run, my men caught him and punished him for it.He begged for my forgiveness. I laughed and told him that his apologies would sound much better coming from a customer's bed while he was earning money for me.He even tried to hire someone to kill me, but everything he ate and used belonged to me. He didn't have a penny to his name. The only thing he had left to sell was himself.Once his would-be assassin had gotten what he wanted, he dumped Julian in a ditch. Julian was furious, but he had no choice but to swallow the consequences himself.He tried everything.The only thing he never dared to try was killing himself.Six month
I was the one who suffered, yet when my parents heard that I had divorced Julian, all they cared about was the shame I'd brought upon the family. They were so worried about the family's reputation that they wouldn't even let me through the door.Now, they had come here themselves. They must've heard what happened.Dad stormed in and pointed a finger in my face."Have you lost your mind? You're the daughter of a government official, and you've been keeping your ex-husband at a brothel and making money off him? Don't you care about your reputation? We Sullivans have a reputation to protect!"Mom was just as furious. "People were right about you. You're nothing but trouble. I should've left you to rot in that brothel when we found you."Julian immediately changed his tune. He was like a child hiding behind his parents."So that's why I kept failing my exams and could never win at the gambling tables! You've been bringing me bad luck all along! What did I ever do to deserve marrying
Even after everything that had happened, Julian was still trying to hurt me.He told Avaline, "Lure her here and put her to work. Once she spends the night here, her parents will never acknowledge her."He tried the same thing with the women at the brothel."Are you really content spending your whole lives here? Don't you want to see what happens when that pampered socialite gets dragged down to your level? Why should she get to stand on the shore with her reputation intact while you're the ones drowning?"They didn't fall for it. Instead, they made his life miserable.Julian was still determined.Somehow, he'd learned that Avaline had an adopted daughter who was the heir to the Gilded Lily. He came up with another plan.He started writing me love poems and songs, praising my beauty while portraying himself as a devoted husband trapped in a miserable marriage. He called his ex-wife cruel and heartless, claiming that if she hadn't held him back at every turn, he would've already
Julian froze. "Then I'll report you! I'll tell the authorities that you abused your husband!""Go ahead. I'll tell them exactly how you spent my money, how you ran up your gambling debts, how you burned me with those fire tongs, and how you tried to sell me to a brothel. Do you think the court will believe the daughter of a government official, or a compulsive gambler?"Julian went pale.After a long silence, he asked, "What do you want from me?""Come with me," I replied, smirking.Julian was frozen in place."Or don't. I'm guessing you have more than one creditor. It's up to you whether you want them tearing your house apart or throwing you in jail for the rest of what you owe."Julian begrudgingly followed me to Reverbia.He spent the entire journey trying to figure out where I'd hidden his papers.Unfortunately for him, I'd already sent them to Reverbia by courier and delivered them to Avaline.That night, we stopped at an inn in Reverbia.Despite all my precautions, Jul
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