Upon discovering that the auction of his wife’s “contractual rights” had become public, my husband, the CEO, was finally in a panic. He asked his friend, “Who won Adeline in the auction? Why hasn’t she returned after a month?” His friend hesitated, “It was your sister-in-law’s beloved who won her. Rumor has it they went to a hotel the night of the auction and haven’t come out for seven days and nights.” My husband’s face turned pale as he finally grasped the absurdity of what he had done to me. Just because his first love couldn’t stand my scent, for three years of marriage, if I got within three meters of him, he would throw me into a disinfectant pool and make me copy “The Women’s Commandments” as punishment. Today, when I noticed something unusual about his fragrance, I couldn’t resist stepping closer to sniff him. He yelled that I was obsessed with men, yet, for the first time, he didn’t order me to be thrown into the disinfectant pool. I thought his germaphobia was finally improving. But the next day, my “contractual rights” became the headline item at City A’s largest auction. Whoever bid the highest could replace him as my husband and spend nights in the bridal chamber with me. Teaser: To get my germaphobic husband to accept me, I learned nearly a hundred techniques from the Red Light District. Yet, in three years of marriage, I have been thrown into the disinfectant pool countless times for accidentally crossing within three meters of him, punished to copy “The Women’s Commandments.” Yesterday, I noticed a sweet perfume on him and took two steps closer to ask about its source. He yelled that I was obsessed with men but didn’t order me to be thrown into the disinfectant pool. I thought his germaphobia was finally improving. However, the next day, my “contractual rights” became the headline item at City A’s largest auction. The highest bidder could exercise any rights over me for a month.
My husband Jasper Reed’s friend was excitedly calculating the odds of winning the rights over him, tossing a card with my photo on the table. “A pair of aces, anyone interested?” Jasper Reed looked indifferent, continuously spraying perfume around. “No way. Just thinking about Adeline’s stench polluting Phoebe Clark’s air makes me sick!” “Phoebe has been studying abroad for so long. You’ve waited patiently for her return, only for Adeline to taint it. She should be taught a lesson.” Jasper Reed sneered, “Teach her? That’s a favor! I’ve never touched her. She probably can’t wait to be auctioned off and become a ‘real woman!’” “I heard Phoebe hates Adeline’s scent so much she gags at it, so Jasper has to disinfect himself every day.” Everyone burst into mocking laughter. Someone then snatched the card, grinning lewdly, “Hey! This card’s got a nice look. I’ll take it home for comfort.” Their words were full of ridicule. My face lost all color, and I staggered. Their words felt like hammers pounding my chest, leaving me breathless. Whenever I accidentally crossed the three-meter line, Jasper Reed would quickly dodge away. I always thought I was the problem, disinfecting myself with alcohol repeatedly. Because of this, my skin barrier was completely destroyed. Even slightly hot water would make my skin swell quickly. Jasper Reed even custom-ordered two single beds for our bedroom to avoid any contact with me. Driven to an emotional breakdown, I demanded an explanation. He coldly threw me a diagnosis. “I have severe germaphobia. You can’t touch me anymore.” I thought he would eventually heal. Now I know it was just a lie to stay faithful to another woman. My heart ached with bitterness. Jasper Reed and I were childhood sweethearts, engaged since we were young. But he only had eyes for Phoebe Clark. If it weren’t for his mother being diagnosed with cancer, whose only wish was for us to fulfill our engagement, we wouldn’t be together. However, Jasper Reed’s mother gave me a promise the night before our wedding: “Addie, if Jasper ever wrongs you, you can end this marriage anytime.” Thinking of this, I sent Jasper Reed’s mother a text: “Mom, the auction in three days is proof of Jasper Reed’s betrayal. I don’t want this marriage anymore.”
It was dark when I finally got home. For the first time, Jasper Reed wasn’t furious. Instead, he looked at me with interest. But the woman’s hair tie on the coffee table and the sexy ladies’ underwear on the chair clearly indicated what had happened. “What? You don’t want me to touch you?” Jasper Reed blocked my path, his breath hitting my neck as he spoke. Thinking about him putting my “contractual rights” on the auction, I felt an unexpected calm. “It’s late. Let’s rest.” I turned towards the bedroom, but Jasper Reed pulled me back. He pinned me to the sofa, eyes full of anger. “What are you pretending for? Haven’t you always wanted something to happen between us?” As he spoke, he roughly stripped me of all my clothes. I stood naked before him. He turned his head aside and shoved me into the bedroom. “Wait here obediently. I’ll be in soon. If you can’t wait, you can handle it yourself first.” Jasper Reed locked the door. Terrified, I pounded on the door, unable to open it. Feeling the chill, I frantically searched for clothes. But I found nothing, not even bed sheets or curtains. As I was about to give up, a blinding reflection hit my face. I realized the windows of the opposite building were filled with binoculars. “My God! That’s Adeline? Her body is perfect!” “Good thing I’m Jasper’s bro. I get a sneak peek!” “With that face and body, I must spend big at this auction!” I froze. Those disgusting gazes were like knives stabbing into my heart. Fear consumed me. I ran to the door, pounding on it frantically. “Jasper Reed! Please let me out! There are people outside, a lot of them!” My pleas received no response. The silence outside was terrifying. The excitement of the gazes grew more intense. I could only crawl under the bed, curling up to protect myself. Until I was on the brink of collapse, Jasper Reed finally opened the door. “Enough! Stop pretending to be a saint!” Jasper Reed sneered, tossing me a towel. I quickly wrapped the towel around myself. Jasper Reed’s phone suddenly buzzed. He answered: “Jasper, that video went viral! Several creepy old men are starting bids at millions! Adeline’s going to enjoy this!” Jasper Reed quickly ended the call, looking at me guiltily. I suddenly realized the entire bedroom was equipped with high-definition surveillance. My naked image had been shared with every wealthy man participating in the auction. My blood froze, and I struggled to breathe. “Jasper Reed! How could you do this to me!” “Come on! Is it really that big of a deal?” Jasper Reed shrugged dismissively, calling for the maid to bring a long dress. “How about this? I’ll take you to an auction tonight as an apology!” At this, my whole body trembled. “No! I’m not going!” I instinctively refused. Jasper Reed’s face darkened ominously. “Have I been too lenient? Do you dare question my decision?” “Phoebe even asked me to buy you luxury goods women love. You’re not even worthy!” He glanced at my red hands. “Look at you, you’re supposed to be a socialite, but even the servants are better maintained than you!” My chest tightened with bitterness. Over the years, Jasper Reed’s obsessive demands forced me to hand-wash all his belongings. Yet now, he saw me as less than a servant. Seeing me silent, Jasper Reed grabbed my neck, dragging me into the disinfectant pool. After disinfecting, he wrapped me tightly in a towel, disgust evident in his eyes. I was forcibly dressed up and taken to the banquet hall hosting the auction.
As soon as I entered, Phoebe Clark greeted me with a smile. Her gaze fixed on my hands. My hands were pale, veins visible beneath the skin. “Addie, your skin is so delicate. Jasper’s like a beast, full of energy, probably afraid to touch you.” “Or you’d die in bed!” A snicker erupted: “It’s not fear, it’s unwillingness! Otherwise, how has our Mrs. Reed remained a pure lady all these years?” Everyone burst into laughter, their gazes on me more lewd and disdainful. I frowned, my cheeks burning. “Enough! Haven’t you had enough?” I snapped. Jasper Reed looked displeased, glaring at me. “They’re complimenting you for being pure, and you’re upset? Stop embarrassing me!” I clenched my fists, my face darkening further. Someone intervened, laughing it off: “Addie, they’re just joking! Don’t be mad! How about I toast to you?” He downed his wine and offered another glass to me. Everyone’s gaze fell on the wine, tense. I pushed it away with a smirk: “I accept the apology, but I won’t drink!” Jasper Reed’s face turned as dark as a storm, his voice filled with anger. “People have been calling you pure and virtuous, and they were wrong? Stop making a scene here!” I clenched my fists, my expression darkening. Noticing this, someone tried to lighten the mood with a laugh: “Addie, we’re all just joking! Don’t get upset! Here, let me propose a toast to you.” With that, the man downed his red wine and offered me another glass. Everyone’s eyes were on that glass, tension hanging in the air as they waited for me to drink. I smirked with disdain and pushed the glass away: “I accept the apology, but I’m not drinking!” Jasper Reed’s expression was thunderous, his voice sharp with anger: “Adeline! You’re going too far! Not even accepting a drink from my friend? Have you lost your mind?” “Have I?” I replied icily, instinctively stepping back, my gaze wary of Jasper Reed. “Who’s lost their mind, you or me? Tonight…” Before I could finish, a sharp pain shot through my neck. My legs gave way, and I collapsed, my consciousness slipping away. “This sedative works wonders!” “I’ve been ready for this. Those rich old guys are practically fighting over Adeline! The auction can’t afford any mistakes!” Phoebe Clark provocatively leaned on Jasper Reed: “Addie, don’t worry, we’ll find you the wealthiest man. Make sure your first time is worth a fortune!” With all my strength, I crawled to Jasper Reed’s feet, clutching his pant leg, pleading: “Let me go… I don’t want to be with other men…” Jasper Reed kicked me away: “Enough! Stop pretending to be some virtuous woman! Didn’t you want someone to touch you? I’m giving away my rights, finding you a strong stand-in partner. You should be happy!” He hugged Phoebe Clark tightly, a stark contrast to how he used to avoid my touch. Disappointment surged through me. The next moment, rough hands dragged me away, stripped me, and threw me into a fully transparent glass enclosure. I helplessly pounded on the box, begging them to let me out. They ignored me, their eyes filled with desire. In despair, I closed my eyes as staff carried me backstage, waiting for my turn. Just then, Mrs. Reed finally arrived. She ordered my rescue and personally dressed me. “I’m sorry, Addie, Jasper Reed is such a jerk!” Mrs. Reed handed me the divorce agreement, instructing her assistant to get me out immediately. Outside the auction venue, I cried uncontrollably until I passed out. By then, the auction had reached its climax. Everyone was eagerly awaiting my appearance. “Where’s Adeline?” Jasper Reed was puzzled, “Why isn’t she on stage yet?” Amidst the eager gazes, Mrs. Reed slowly took the stage. Jasper Reed’s face immediately changed. Mrs. Reed threw the signed divorce agreement at Jasper Reed’s face: “You jerk! Where’s Adeline? She’s gone, remarried! From now on, she’s calling someone else husband, and you have nothing to do with her anymore!” I apologize for any confusion earlier. Could you please provide the specific Chinese text you need translated?
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