He Loved My Sister. I’m Better Off Without Him novel Chapter 2

I had no choice but to sit down with Christopher.

The auction commenced shortly after.

Christopher kept his fingers interlaced with mine throughout, occasionally leaning in to whisper in my ear, mimicking the intimacy of a truly close couple. He even went as far as signaling an unlimited bid to secure a full set of sapphire jewelry for me. It was worth a staggering nine figures.

In an instant, the entire auction hall erupted in uproar.

"Has Mr. Reed lost his mind? He's throwing away that much money for someone like her?"

"Well, you've got to admire her tricks, don't you? Haven't you seen those photos? With that body and those skills of hers, which man could resist? You should all take notes!"

Their crude comments drilled into my ears no matter how tightly I covered them. Christopher, however, remained completely unperturbed, as if he hadn't heard a thing. He even made a big deal out of waving a server over, just to ask for a blanket for me.

"My fiancee gets cold easily," he said, gently caressing my hand.

In the past, I would have mistaken this for a gesture of love. But now, I finally understood that his exaggerated display was only meant to make me the center of ridicule once again. Humiliating me was his true intention.

A wave of nausea rose again. My nails dug into my palm as I forced myself to endure it, waiting desperately for the auction to end.

Finally, the last item was brought out. But I didn't even have the chance to let out a breath of relief. The moment I had a clear look at the item on display, I instantly felt stripped bare and thrown into an icy pit.

The item up for auction was clearly photos of me being assaulted!

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