Chapter 1

Chapter-1

My brother sent a SnapChat message meant for his mistress to my phone.

"Darling, The Platinum Hotel, 12 AM, sultry red negligee ready."

A cold sneer played on my lips. I immediately SnapChatted him back.

"$500,000. Hush money."

My brother called me right away.

He started screaming, calling me shameless, accusing me of ripping off my own brother.

I just smiled, not bothering to reply.

I calmly hung up.

Five minutes later, I received a transfer of $500,000 from my brother.

And a text message.

"Please, don't tell Chelsea. She's pregnant, it's not easy for her right now."

I didn't reply to his SnapChat.

I just calmly transferred $300,000 to my sister-in-law, Chelsea.

After she confirmed the transfer, I asked her, "The baby's five months along, right? You're pregnant, so you probably can't get a divorce?"

Her reply was swift.

"That's why I've decided to abort this child. Brandon doesn't even like the baby anyway. What about you? What are you going to do?"

Me?

My gaze fell upon the photo of Brandon and me on the living room coffee table.

The picture was taken during our college days, a casual shot snapped by a passerby.

But in that instant, our eyes, locked on each other, were filled with such deep affection.

Now…

A bitter smile touched my lips.

"I'm planning on aborting my baby too."

She didn't reply to my SnapChat immediately.

It was half an hour later when her response finally came.

"Derek just got home."

"Okay, if you're also planning to abort, I'll arrange a private clinic now. What time works best for you?"

"Seven days from now. In seven days, it will be Derek and your seventh wedding anniversary. And it will also be Brandon and my third wedding anniversary. We both started on that day, so let's end on that day too."

She sent an "okay" emoji.

As soon as I cleared the chat history,

My brother's SnapChat came through again.

"Smart move. Glad you didn't tell Chelsea."

Smart move? Oh, I'm definitely smart. After all, my dear brother, at eighteen, tore up my acceptance letter to an elite university, destroyed my academic records, and forced me to study abroad.

All because the girl who had lived in our house, replacing me for ten years, Sierra, didn't score as well as I did.

She cried.

And he, in his blind fury, destroyed the future I had fought so hard to secure for myself.

And now, in the third year of my marriage to his best friend, Brandon, and three months into my pregnancy.

The woman I’d driven away with my desperate, messy antics was back.

Just because she said she still couldn't forget Brandon.

My wonderful brother, he actively orchestrated their affair, constantly creating opportunities to lure Brandon into cheating.

I never understood why my brother was so cruel.

Was it because when I was lost as a child and later found, I accused him of deliberately abandoning me?

When Dad whipped him with a belt until his skin bled,

Sierra cried and shielded him.

And I, his sister, became his enemy.

While Sierra became the apple of his eye.

To the point where he was malicious enough to ruin my life, ruin my marriage, just to help Sierra.

Chapter 1

Chapter-1

My brother sent a SnapChat message meant for his mistress to my phone.

"Darling, The Platinum Hotel, 12 AM, sultry red negligee ready."

A cold sneer played on my lips. I immediately SnapChatted him back.

"$500,000. Hush money."

My brother called me right away.

He started screaming, calling me shameless, accusing me of ripping off my own brother.

I just smiled, not bothering to reply.

I calmly hung up.

Five minutes later, I received a transfer of $500,000 from my brother.

And a text message.

"Please, don't tell Chelsea. She's pregnant, it's not easy for her right now."

I didn't reply to his SnapChat.

I just calmly transferred $300,000 to my sister-in-law, Chelsea.

After she confirmed the transfer, I asked her, "The baby's five months along, right? You're pregnant, so you probably can't get a divorce?"

Her reply was swift.

"That's why I've decided to abort this child. Brandon doesn't even like the baby anyway. What about you? What are you going to do?"

Me?

My gaze fell upon the photo of Brandon and me on the living room coffee table.

The picture was taken during our college days, a casual shot snapped by a passerby.

But in that instant, our eyes, locked on each other, were filled with such deep affection.

Now…

A bitter smile touched my lips.

"I'm planning on aborting my baby too."

She didn't reply to my SnapChat immediately.

It was half an hour later when her response finally came.

"Derek just got home."

"Okay, if you're also planning to abort, I'll arrange a private clinic now. What time works best for you?"

She sent an "okay" emoji.

As soon as I cleared the chat history,

My brother's SnapChat came through again.

"Smart move. Glad you didn't tell Chelsea."

Smart move? Oh, I'm definitely smart. After all, my dear brother, at eighteen, tore up my acceptance letter to an elite university, destroyed my academic records, and forced me to study abroad.

All because the girl who had lived in our house, replacing me for ten years, Sierra, didn't score as well as I did.

She cried.

And he, in his blind fury, destroyed the future I had fought so hard to secure for myself.

And now, in the third year of my marriage to his best friend, Brandon, and three months into my pregnancy.

The woman I’d driven away with my desperate, messy antics was back.

Just because she said she still couldn't forget Brandon.

My wonderful brother, he actively orchestrated their affair, constantly creating opportunities to lure Brandon into cheating.

I never understood why my brother was so cruel.

Was it because when I was lost as a child and later found, I accused him of deliberately abandoning me?

When Dad whipped him with a belt until his skin bled,

Sierra cried and shielded him.

And I, his sister, became his enemy.

While Sierra became the apple of his eye.

To the point where he was malicious enough to ruin my life, ruin my marriage, just to help Sierra.