My Wife Sold Me to the Blackmarket
On our wedding night, my CEO wife’s assistant barged into the bridal suite with a crowd behind him.
He wrapped an arm around her waist and grinned in front of all the guests.
“I've gotta thank Shawn for being so generous. Over the past year, Chloe and I tried all 1,000 positions in the Karma Sutra, won a $10,000,000 bonus, and even ended up with a baby.
“Don’t feel too bad, Shawn, even if all you got was one dollar.
“And of course, I should thank my future in-laws and everyone here for thinking so highly of me. Tonight, I’ll definitely make sure Chloe has the time of her life on our wedding night.”
The room fell silent.
No one said a word. Even my father-in-law, who always claimed he treated me like his own son, lowered his head and avoided my eyes.
Chloe glanced at me and said casually, “He’s young and insecure. He just wants to spend the wedding night with me. That’s all.
“Jason even gave me his first time because he wanted this baby so badly. I have to take responsibility for him.”
My heart instantly turned ice-cold.
I finally understood why she had given me that envelope with a single dollar in it.
I made my decision as I looked at the woman before me, who suddenly felt like a complete stranger.
I did not want her anymore.