Gu Huaizhi and I had been in love for seven years. The night we got our marriage certificates, his beloved first love died in an accident.
All the evidence pointed to me, but Gu Huaizhi simply brushed it off with a laugh.
Yet the following month, during our long-planned honeymoon, he personally sent me to prison overseas.
“She suffered. You won’t be spared a single bit of it.”
After ten years behind bars, losing the baby I was carrying and enduring endless torment and scorn, I became a madwoman in everyone’s eyes.
My father called me a bastard, and my mother was nowhere to be found.
My brother only spoke up for me, but our father threw him out of the house. That very night, he was in a car accident and became a vegetative patient.
The day I was released, Gu Huaizhi’s men brought me back to the country.
And turned me into a cheap commodity at an auction house.
