“Someone like him, a gambling addict with no humanity, could never compare to my Kristian. Let’s see if you can still gamble after I ruin your hands!”

The pain was so intense it almost sent me into unconsciousness, and not a single word escaped my throat.

I should have never bet on human nature.

From accompanying Celine through her fall from grace as a wealthy heiress to her rise as a new business tycoon, I thought tomorrow’s wedding would be our fresh start.

But little did I know, everything had only ever existed in my fantasies.

Liam, eager to capture every moment of my suffering, ran up in front of me with his phone, recording.

“Celine, look at how he scratches the floor with his nails, he looks just like the ragdoll cat that Kristian keeps.”

“It’s a shame, I accidentally killed it today. Do you think Kristian will be mad at me?”

“If it’s dead, then it’s dead. Kristian and I are already trying to conceive, and cat hair isn’t good for pregnant women,” Celine replied indifferently.

I shuddered at the thought.

Cleo, the cat Celine and I raised together, had been something we both cherished. Before I left for work today, she had said she’d wait for me to come home with Cleo.

But now Cleo was dead, and I would never go home again.

Celine didn’t want me to look at her, so she quickly pressed the electric shock button.

The current surged, and I convulsed, curling up in pain.

The cramping in my abdomen reminded me of the health check-up report I received yesterday.

The doctor had said that after I donated a kidney to Celine, the wound hadn’t healed properly, and I should get a follow-up checkup.

I didn’t want Celine to worry, so I had planned to wait until after the wedding tomorrow to secretly get it checked.

For a fleeting moment, my chaotic mind wondered: if I had told her that my health wasn’t well yesterday, would I be suffering this torment today?

Celine had once promised that even if I turned to ash, she would still recognize me.

But now, standing in front of her, she didn’t even acknowledge me.

Worse yet, at the host’s suggestion, she picked another special service.

“I'll add half million, I want to see water torture.” Celine’s voice was cold as ice, sending chills down my spine.

The host, thrilled by how much I was fetching in bids, praised Celine and Liam as a perfect couple.