My Husband Cheated in the Sauna, so I Turned up the Heat

The livestream comments were instantly flooded with question marks.

When she heard me, my husband’s personal assistant, Stacy Lowe, paled.

“Mrs. Lock, why are you sitting here?”

“This hallway is unbearably stuffy. Why don’t you go relax in the lounge with a glass of iced coffee?”

I gave her a cold look and waved her off.

“Go have fun without me. Just stay out of my way.”

[What? Why isn’t the villainess following the script? If she doesn’t leave, how are the male and female leads supposed to be born?]

[The sauna is nearly 180 Fahrenheit! If they don’t come out soon, they’ll be dehydrated!]

When I refused to budge, Stacy gritted her teeth and forced a smile.

“Mrs. Lock, I booked you a Swiss massage upstairs. The therapist is already waiting. Why don’t I accompany you?”

I stared at Stacy’s young, beautiful face, and a wave of revulsion rose in me.

[Thank goodness the male lead already won Stacy over with a luxury apartment downtown!]

[The villainess thinks Stacy is devoted to her, but she’s been the male lead’s informant all along.]

[What the male lead hates most is the villainess’s spoiled-heiress attitude. He’s wanted her dead for ages.]

My heart sank.

Stacy had been a struggling student I sponsored through college. After graduation, I personally brought her into the company.

She was clever and hardworking, so I had mentored her like a younger sister.

Once the company was firmly established, I stepped back from the business to focus on starting a family.

I never imagined that she would become my husband Corey Lock’s lapdog.

I jerked my hand away from hers, my gaze turning cold as a blade.

“No, thank you. I’m feeling lazy today and don’t want to go anywhere. You can enjoy the massage yourself.”

I crossed my legs and sat upright on the meditation cushion, my thoughts in turmoil.

Corey had once been penniless, struggling at every turn when he first started his business.

Despite my family’s fierce opposition, I married him anyway, bringing with me ten million dollars in lifeline funding and a sixty-million-dollar exclusive deal.

After we married, I used every connection my family had to turn him from a struggling nobody into the powerful CEO of Lock Corporation.

Now that the company had grown into a major success, he was sleeping with his own sister-in-law!

His older brother, Claude Lock, was a special forces officer stationed overseas. He was often away on missions and rarely came home for more than a few days a year.

Corey had claimed that his sister-in-law was struggling to raise her child alone, so he hired her as the company’s director of administration.

At the time, I admired his loyalty and thought that, since she was family, there was nothing wrong with helping her.

Corey had been coming home late every night, and I assumed he was exhausting himself over a new project.

But now that I thought about it, the office had probably been their love nest for a long time.

No wonder he always came up with excuses whenever I suggested visiting the company.

I clenched my back teeth so hard that the taste of blood filled my mouth.

Since those two enjoyed steam rooms so much, I’d make sure they got the full treatment!s

Stacy was frantic, casting desperate looks at the bodyguards nearby.

The men on Corey’s payroll exchanged uneasy glances, but none dared step forward to drag me away.

[What are you waiting for? How can several grown men fail to drag away one screaming shrew?]

[Author, hurry up and strike this woman with lightning! Kill the villainess who’s keeping the male and female leads apart!]

[Don’t panic. The villainess won’t be causing trouble for much longer. She’ll be sold to an overseas organ-trafficking ring and have her kidneys harvested!]

Have her kidneys harvested?

A murderous glint flashed in my eyes.

Just then, a server brought over a platter of chilled peaches and berries.

Stacy’s eyes darted around before an idea struck her.

“Mrs. Lock, have some fruit.”

She picked up the plate. The moment she handed it to me, she suddenly twisted her wrist.

With a loud splash, the entire plate of fruits and ice water crashed onto my thighs.

The freezing water seeped through my silk bathrobe, making me shudder.

Stacy covered her mouth and put on a look of utter horror.

“Oh, Mrs. Lock, I’m so sorry! My hand slipped!”

Although she apologized, a triumphant glint flashed in her eyes. She even deliberately grabbed a dirty rag and began wiping me with it.

I swept my gaze over the people around me as they struggled to hide their laughter, then curved my lips into a cold, bloodthirsty smile.

[Stacy, that was perfect!]

[Her clothes are completely soaked now. Let’s see how this old hag tries to cling to her seat and refuses to leave.]

[Yes! The male and female leads are safe!]