"Vincent, how long do you think my sister-in-law can hold on?"

A rich second-generation came up and asked.

Immediately afterwards, people around started to speculate, and the answers were so different that they almost started arguing.

Vincent interrupted loudly, "What's there to be fussing about? Let's open a bet and everyone's happy. Win or lose, everyone's happy."

So, at Vincent's suggestion, a gambling game began.

The person who asks the question first becomes the banker.

Vincent's lackeys placed bets and commented on my condition.

A few experienced people estimated my limit based on my current condition and ambient temperature and placed bets accordingly.

"I bet you five million dollars that my sister-in-law won't last more than twenty minutes."

The lackey shouted excitedly.

There was a commotion all around.

Every note is like a knife, stabbing my frozen heart.

"Ten million dollars, I bet she can't last fifteen minutes."

Vincent's voice sounded, confident, assertive, and sure of victory.

My heart seemed to be shattered by a heavy hammer, and the debris turned into a deep humiliation that filled my chest.

I looked up stubbornly at the man above me. He was laughing wantonly.

This is the man I love deeply.

This is the man I once sacrificed my dreams for and gave up my job to be with.

This is the man I secretly support and send to the sky with all my heart and soul.

Ten years of true love has been wasted.

I just realized that I fell in love with a beast!

My fists were clenched so tightly that the knuckles turned white.

The tears that rolled out turned into ice beads as they fell, and shattered into pieces when they hit the ground.

I gritted my teeth and said word by word: "Vincent, are you still a human being?"

"You're worse than pigs and dogs, betting on your wife's pain for fun! I won't apologize, ever!"

A cold wind blew past, blowing away my curses and my remaining strength.

I slipped and fell to the ground, hitting my forehead and bleeding profusely.

The pain was so severe that I nearly had a stitch in the side and nearly suffered a cardiac arrest.

I tried hard to regulate my breathing and finally managed to stabilize my heartbeat.

Vincent seemed moved when he saw this scene.