004 Charity Auction: Amelia Completely Ignored Him

Early in the morning, I received a call from someone who sounded furious.

“Are you not coming home yet? How long is this going to go on? Who the hell is that man? You’re betraying me, Amelia! Don’t forget, you’re still my wife. Even if I don’t love you, you have to promise me loyalty!”

What kind of lunatic is screaming?

I hung up the phone without hesitation.

Less than a minute later, my phone rang again.

I switched it to airplane mode.

I slept soundly until noon, feeling refreshed.

Before marrying Damian, I had been focused on my studies. After marrying him, I turned down the olive branch offered by my advisor and rejected the opportunity to pursue a PhD, choosing instead to be a full-time wife.

Honestly, that’s even more exhausting than studying for a doctorate.

In the three years at the Hansen estate, I hadn’t slept in once.

If I had known that breaking free meant a fresh start, I should have divorced him sooner!

After turning off airplane mode, I received a text from my brother: “There’s a charity auction tonight. Do you want to go?”

Since I was at a loss for what to do today, I quickly replied, “Yes!”

Then, I found Damian’s number and added him to my blacklist.

My brother called again. “Are you awake, Amelia?”

His voice was low and serious, but it made me feel secure. “I am, my dear brother. When are we going?”

“Five o’clock. I’ll come by to pick you up and bring your evening gown.”

“Do you need me to give you my size?”

“No, I already know from yesterday.”

As evening approached, the entrance of the seven-star hotel in Toya City buzzed with activity, as gentlemen and ladies entered gracefully in pairs, engaged in quiet conversations.

A sleek black Lamborghini glided up to the entrance, instantly capturing everyone’s attention. The valet respectfully opened the car door, and a woman of elegant demeanor stepped out slowly. She wore exquisite crystal heels, her flowing dress shimmering with delicate light, and her tall, slender figure exuded an air of sophistication with every movement.

Next to her, the renowned business tycoon Damian stepped forward, gallantly assisting her as if she were his most treasured possession. Guests around them immediately began to whisper.

“Oh my, when did Toya City gain such a stunning socialite?”

“Is she with Damian? Could she be his wife? They look like a match made in heaven!”

“They really are a pair to be envied.”

Vivian, hearing the compliments from the crowd, raised her chin and flaunted her long neck with a smug expression.

She had once faced disdain due to her family’s bankruptcy, but so what? As long as she became Damian’s wife, all those who had looked down on her would be forced to kneel and kiss her shoes!

Suddenly, a louder commotion erupted from the crowd.

Vivian turned to see a deep blue Bentley Mulsanne slowly gliding to the end of the red carpet, its body shimmering like a finely carved sapphire in the night.

A tall, handsome gentleman stepped out of the car.

“Oh my, it’s Axel Farley! The number one heartthrob from Missy City!”

“I heard he’s in Tuyah City to develop a renewable energy project. I can’t believe he’s here today!”

“He’s not just rich; he’s tall and incredibly handsome—he’s the perfect man!”

“I’ve heard he’s a real gentleman, without any scandals.”

As the crowd buzzed with excitement, Axel walked to the other side of the car, preparing to open the door for a mysterious figure inside. Several socialites could hardly contain their anticipation, whispering in awe, “He actually brought a date today!”

All eyes suddenly fixated on that car door, and the air was thick with invisible tension and excitement. Even Vivian felt a flicker of curiosity. If this man turned out to be better than Damian, she would definitely find a way to attract him!

As Axel slowly opened the car door, the first thing that caught everyone’s eye was a pair of black high heels adorned with diamonds. Next, a long, slender leg stepped out, wrapped in a shimmering silver gown, flawless in its elegance. The sharp-eyed socialites immediately recognized it as this year's limited-edition haute couture dress from Chanel.

When she gradually lifted her head, the gentlemen caught sight of her starry, deep-set eyes, the slight curve of her lips, and her long, seaweed-like hair cascading gently over her shoulders. Her face was as exquisite as a Greek goddess.

Her beauty was so stunning that, in her presence, all the well-dressed ladies seemed to pale in comparison, their breaths becoming shallow and quick.

“Who is she?”

“She’s breathtaking! I’ve never seen anyone like her.”

At that moment, even Axel, standing by the car, couldn’t help but reveal a hint of softness in his gaze, lingering on her with an unusually tender expression. The crowd was left in awe; Axel Farley, a man who seldom showed affection for any woman, was gazing at her with such adoration.

Axel turned to me and said, “Are you ready, Amelia? From today on, you’re in for a different beginning.”

I nodded, “Don’t worry, Axel. The love-struck Amelia is dead; what’s alive now is the vengeful Amelia.”

Just then, a shocked voice rang out: “Amelia? What are you doing here?”

I looked up to see Damian and Vivian. Vivian was wearing a stunning bespoke evening gown that sparkled under the lights. But her smile seemed a bit forced as she said, “You—”

Damian's expression was equally dark as he glared at me, his eyes filled with anger. It was clear he thought I was cheating. How ridiculous—he could cheat, but I couldn’t? Who did he think he was to look at me that way?

I shot a glance at the two clowns before turning my gaze away.

“Axel, let’s go inside.”

Axel led me as we began greeting various business executives. “Amelia, you can take a look around first and see if any projects interest you.”

Watching Axel and Amelia enter the hall, Vivian swallowed the words caught in her throat and glanced at the man beside her. Damian was fixated on Amelia's retreating figure, glaring as if he could burn a hole through her stunning gown. He was met with nothing—no glance, no apology. Amelia completely ignored him!

In the past, this would have been unimaginable. Amelia used to revolve around him, making him breakfast in the morning, waiting for him to come home for dinner, and dressing up alluringly at night for his attention.

Just the thought of Amelia showing an inviting expression beneath Axel made Damian's anger boil over.

“Damian? What’s wrong with you?” Vivian grabbed his arm, and he finally regained a bit of composure.

But Vivian was now deep in thought and doubt: wasn’t Damian supposed to dislike Amelia? Why was he so furious at the sight of her with Axel? This was a troubling sign.

She forced a smile and said, “Damian, we can talk about Amelia later. Today is about helping your mother secure the Heart of the Ocean necklace and selling my painting. Let’s head inside; Emily is still waiting for us.”