The Dollar Wife

The day the Roscente family went bankrupt, Evelyn Roscente sold herself to the Roscente family.

Isabella Roscente exchanged a huge sum of money for her to marry Ethan Roscente.

Ethan Roscente had someone else in his heart.

A girl named Chloe Winston, for whom he had once been willing to give up his inheritance to the Roscente family.

Isabella Roscente threatened suicide to force him to marry Evelyn Roscente.

On their wedding day, Chloe Winston impulsively married someone else and flew abroad.

Ethan Roscente raced his car to the airport, getting into an accident on the way.

He failed to catch up with the woman he loved.

From then on, he blamed all his misfortunes on Evelyn Roscente.

Evelyn Roscente's life became a transaction.

In the first year of marriage, Ethan Roscente fired all the servants.

All household chores were handed over to Evelyn Roscente.

One dollar for wiping tables, one dollar for mopping floors, one dollar for washing dishes.

Her waist was injured from the daily labor.

On overcast or rainy days, the pain was so severe she couldn't straighten up.

In the second year of marriage, a new Roscente mall opened.

Evelyn Roscente was assigned to play the piano.

Ten dollars per piece.

She played for three whole months.

Her fingers bled, her wrists severely strained.

In the third year of marriage, William Roscente fell from a high-rise.

The emergency surgery required a huge amount of money.

Evelyn Roscente had no choice but to find Ethan Roscente.

The private room was hazy with smoke.

Ethan Roscente lounged lazily on the sofa.

He pushed a glass of red wine towards her.

"One hundred dollars per glass."

Evelyn Roscente turned pale.

"I'm allergic to alcohol."

Ethan Roscente sneered.

"You have no right to bargain."

His gaze was icy.

"From the day you urged my mother to force this marriage, you should have known the consequences."

The surrounding stares pierced her like needles.

Evelyn Roscente took a deep breath.

She picked up the wine glass.

She gulped down one glass after another.

Her throat burned with pain.

Her stomach churned violently.

She needed the money.

Lots and lots of money.

The red wine flowed down her throat like water.

Her body began to grow numb.

Breathing became difficult.

The empty glasses piled up like a small hill before her.

Ethan Roscente's expression grew increasingly grim.

Evelyn Roscente finally couldn't hold on any longer.

A wine glass shattered on the floor.

She crouched down, coughing violently.