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.

it with a hateful glare, her face stained with tears. She wished she could

look. You won't be marrying into some rich family anymore, so why not let me take advantage of you? You must realize I'm the only one who can help you now since you're

away in disdain and tightened her grip

only provoked the man, who reached under the

feeling angry and disgusted, Aubree was 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.

herself from moaning, her lips bleeding by the time the man finished

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

man 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 a close eye on you. You can only work as a server with that fake identity of yours even if you land a job, and the money you earn won't even

words hit Aubree right in the gut, and she felt the color drain from her face as she realized the thought of living a

money. You can still earn tens

him, deciding to hear him