Gasps rippled through the room.
A public bidding war between husband and wife—it was pure entertainment for the crowd.
“That’s Owen’s hundredth mistress, huh? No wonder he doesn’t even bother with his wife.”
“Wife? Please. She’s worse than a maid. Have you ever seen a wife pouring tea for the other woman? She’s a disgrace to women everywhere.”
“She knows Owen hates her, but still clings like a fool. Tsk. Serves her right. She ruined her entire family chasing after love—no wonder the Myers family went bankrupt. With a daughter like that, no wonder they were cursed.”
My body swayed, and I could barely stand.
The final gavel fell. The bangle was sold. It was over.
As the crowd dispersed, I tugged at Owen’s sleeve.
“Please... can you give me the bracelet back?”
He chuckled coldly and lifted my chin. “You want the bracelet? But it’s something Julia likes. I already promised it to her.”
Seeing the devastation in my eyes, he paused, then added, “Though... I might reconsider.”
“If you kneel right here, in front of everyone, and bow to Julia—if she agrees—I won’t stop you.”
Before his words even finished echoing, my knees hit the floor.