My Husband Fell in Love with My Sister

with my sister, should I seek

e. But what if a close family member wasn't be

le after she had suffered g

ing my husband's infidelity

lovers. What revealed everything w

confusion, indifference, and even jealousy. These simple words hurt me badly, and I ne

. Before I could have time to collapse onto the couch for a good rest, or even unpack my s

ment, I accidentally d

vidence that he w

n a soft plastic delivery package that had been opened. The contents of the box had been

a note to Cayson. Judging by the size

sent something intended for her husband, and the delivery

could two men with identical or sim

comforting thoughts to prevent my emot

h a sour sensation. Tears seemed to

me. When I saw the recipient field was blank, I was a little relieved. It was

body, I found another slip beneath the delivery note.

son

business trips. Whenever I

desperately trying to grasp something

e fish in the water, creating r

. I couldn't fathom how something so deeply rooted in m

agues envied. He had become a crude,

ing, lost in silence

ed myself with the thought. "I haven't seen him cheating with

ldn't return from my business trip and let him celebrate his birthday

let negative emotions dominate

lert him. I needed to let him off guard no

at Cayson's company, I asked her to connect

ice came through

't be able to go back. Happy birthday in advance," I

drilling sounds outside our house these days masked s

was well-disguised. Each of his words seemed to express his de

me here? I believe your true colors will sho

nger. Yet I maintained a s

bye over the phone and suggested we go to a

reed and qui

I do? What

w I would handle the worst result. Shall I explode in anger and curs

hinking it over, I remained at a los

flaging the scene and concealing my presence. So the pre

ry. I found some desserts in the fridge to stave off

y recited that familiar phrase

to betray me when I

nd shameless, dared to have an af

rching for answers in the

y answer, then let ev

me. That was right. I wanted revenge. I wanted t

lf, gather the evidence, and exact reven

hinged on t

only a vague idea. All outcomes had

ke at the hea

e plan, I gave

m. I paced back and forth, sometimes looking out the window to see chil

ts, and pants and smirked contemptuously.

it was dark. I knew Ca

it there, and quietly awaited the show in the room. "Hmph, Cay

s as calm as a still

ilance, the hunter became r

in

orbell

was testing whether I had re

d with the noise of leather shoes and high heels, reached my ear

ard clearly the door open.

to figure out whether Cayson was going to the b

ll follow the planned three-step s

gh heels echoed. Then I heard a woman's

hed over me for no reason. Who was tha

uld she be the one who se

ings progresse

she loo

.

ghts. I was sure that they were

en, was undoubtedly the one who sent him the

a home wrecker, as I clun

ould make after several pain

son said. His words confirmed the woman was inde

ered who she w

My wild imaginings turne

was racing with chaotic thoughts. I had doz

and opening her arms for a hug while Cays

ought me flowers. I had made countless wishes under

ced like a

d by leather shoes approached a

It trembled like a taut spring as

ice replied, "

ded so familiar. Who was she? My heart leapt

ed searching anew for the identity

e back today. She ev

shoc

on. The one having an affair with Cayso

d to have frozen. My breath quickened, and swea

e Cayson a surprise.

faces. Some had cute faces with thick red lipstick, and o

ng, breathing a seducti

r expected Bia

an affair with her brother-in-law. It

and slapped the woman seducing Cayson. But at

to walk out with anger

ound the most comfortab

fore I left. I suddenly had a surge of anger. I

e bedroom. Their lips were seemingly glued

y the rhythmic sounds of shoes hitt

li

up of people rushed in like bandits. The

es, they crowded

k, kn

a on the bed. Through the closet crack, I saw them in a mess. They both wanted to se

ng Cayson's colleagues, whom

mbarrassed. When the gazes of the guests and

pecial invitees, my father

ed at Cayson, shook he

ed. He cursed, "Cayson, you little b

m. Cayson's colleagues wisely stepped back. Some of them glanc

ey witnessed their boss caught in a scandal with his

oom became silent. I could

tossed them to Bianca, and signaled her to dress quickly. I

ed open the closet door, and walked out of the

out my phone, snapped several clear photos, and quiet

icked shut

ouds reappeared. A weight was instantly lifted off

nd I didn't have to h

ble ache surg

low uncontrollab

someone and suspended in mid-air. I was

o secretly celebrate his birthday. So I took revenge, and he would be

ge nor the sorrow of loss. I was only o

the same time, I became tough-minded.

th my sister. So I felt

heard from behind. I didn't