He Left Me for His Adopted Sister, Then Begged Me to Return

Chapter 2

My phone suddenly started buzzing like crazy, with messages popping up one after another. The sender was none other than my husband's adopted sister, Violet.

My back instantly stiffened, every muscle in my body tensing as I fought back the rising disgust and opened her chat.

Photo after photo popped up on my screen.

Under the dim, warm lights of a luxury hotel, Rowan lay on his side in bed, shirtless, his features relaxed, nothing like the cold indifference he usually showed me. And his so‑called adopted sister, Violet, was wearing a thin, clingy black lace slip, curled tightly against his chest.

They looked intimate, and their exposed skin was covered with countless love bites of varying shades.

It was unspeakable, utterly filthy.

My stomach lurched, and I began to retch.

Under the photos was a voice note. I opened it with trembling fingers.

Violet's sickeningly sweet voice came through.

"Nova, how could you do that to him today? Rowan was so upset that he drank himself into a stupor.

"He was so drunk he couldn't even stand, and the moment he saw me, he hugged me tight and wouldn't let go. I had no choice but to squeeze into the same bed with him. You don't mind, right?

"Oh, and also, Rowan kept muttering in his sleep, saying over and over that even if you refuse, this marriage has to end.

"Nova, let me be honest with you. All these years, Rowan has never loved you, so why do you insist on not leaving him? Can't you take a hint and step aside?"

Every word was a provocation. My chest felt tight and painful, and I stared at the screen for a long time without replying.

A second later, Violet video‑called me directly.