The Abandoned Wife

Chapter 1593 Bar Hostess

An hour had passed, and Aubree lay on the bed, numb and tearful, with hickeys covering her body.

The man lay beside her, naked and smug.

I have to say, this young lady is different from the prostitutes I've slept with. She's so fair and flawless and even smells great. It would be such a shame to only sleep with her once.

With that, he sat up and turned to face Aubree.

on her and returned it with a hateful glare, her face stained with tears. She wished she

You must realize I'm the only

tightened her grip on the covers,

the man, who reached under the covers and

too weak to fight against the man, especially after sleeping with him. She was so feeble that it seemed as if she was simply playing hard to get. A few minutes later,

bit her lip to prevent herself from moaning, her lips bleeding by the time the man finished

to get someone to train you, and I'm sure we'll be able to get a good price," he commented callously. Aubree's face paled at his insult, and she lashed out, "Shut up, you b*stard! You'd better pray hard that I don't make a comeback one day, or else I won't let

merely shrugged indifferently, reminding her of her dire situation. "I think you should worry about yourself first before this. You won't have a single cent left after taking care of all these, right? Plus, it's impossible for you to get in contact with your family in Chanaea since the Farwells are keeping

felt the color drain from her face as she realized the thought of living a broke

an idea to help you make more money. You can still earn tens of

to face him,