LOGINKate thought she married for love until her husband asked her for a divorce. Heartbroken and blindsided, her world fractures further when she uncovers the truth: the woman he was secretly seeing was none other than her stepsister, Evelyn, the golden girl her mother always adored. But the betrayal doesn’t stop there. Evelyn isn’t just the other woman. She’s the puppeteer behind years of deceit, poisoning Kate’s marriage with whispered lies and buried secrets. Betrayed and broken, Kate walks away, silently carrying the one truth that changes everything. She’s pregnant. With his twins. What Evelyn also didn’t see coming was Kate's kindness paying off. The man they all overlooked, the one Evelyn called father, saw through her lies. And before he died, he made sure the woman who truly stood by him inherited everything. Evelyn stole her marriage. Tried to destroy her future. Now she’s back, not to beg… It’s her turn to play, plot, and take her life back.
View MoreAlex stood on the balcony of his penthouse, the hum of traffic faint below, a glass of whiskey dangling from his hand. The taste was bitter, but it kept his thoughts far away, at least for a while.The gala had been suffocating. Faces he had known all his life, polished, insincere people had smiled and congratulated him for a night he barely remembered. Evelyn had glowed under the lights, radiant and graceful, saying all the right things. She had been the perfect partner.And yet, standing there now, with the city sprawled beneath him, all Alex felt was emptiness.He didn’t hear her at first. The soft click of heels against marble came from behind him, and then her voice followed, smooth as velvet. "You disappeared on me."He turned slightly. Evelyn stood in the doorway, still in her silver gown. Her hair was swept back, and her smile was practised, tender, but there was a question in her eyes."Everyone kept asking where my fiancé had gone," she said with a faint laugh, stepping clos
The city below shimmered, its lights reflected in the glass walls of Kate's penthouse cars, people, laughter could be heard outside but inside, everything was still.The only sound came from the low hum of the television, where the Martins' estate glittered across the screen.Kate sat back in her chair, her eyes glued to the screen. The live feed from the gala played on a private channel, one Edward had quietly arranged through her company's media network. The camera angles were perfect. The toasts, the guests' arrivals, the champagne, all of it streamed in pristine detail.Her eyes lingered on Alex first. He stood beside Evelyn, his expression polite but distant, that same quiet tension in his jaw she remembered too well. He looked handsome as usual. Kate tilted her head slightly, studying him. Still the same. Then the camera panned to his parents. Margaret's pearls gleamed against her neck as she smiled for the photographers, proud and composed, the picture of grace. Beside her, Ri
Evelyn stood before the mirror in her dressing room, her reflection sharp and accusing under the glow of the vanity lights. The chaos of the past few days replayed in her mind like a cruel loop — the headlines, the endless replays of those photos of Alex and that woman. "Matilda." The name itself felt like acid on her tongue. She inhaled deeply, pressing her palms to the marble counter until her knuckles blanched. You overreacted. That's not how perfect wives behave.The staff had seen her temper —there were rumours of her throwing a vase at Alex. Her carefully built image of grace and control had cracked, and Evelyn despised herself for allowing it. Losing composure was for lesser women. The only way to win back control was to perform it.She touched up her lipstick; soft rose, not the crimson of war and smoothed down her ivory blouse. Time to fix things. Time to make Alex remember what a devoted fiancée looked like.She found him in his study later that evening, the glow of his des
The morning sun filtered through the glass walls of the mansion, painting soft gold over the marble floors. The twins were already awake, sprawled across the living room carpet, surrounded by toys, crayons, and a tablet that still glowed faintly from their latest mischief.Kate walked in, her hair pulled into a messy bun, a silk robe tied loosely around her waist. She was balancing a mug of coffee when she heard her son's voice, the curious one that always meant trouble."Mommy," said Blake, looking up from the tablet, "why does this man look like us?"Her heart stopped.The mug nearly slipped from her hand as she froze. On the screen was a picture from the gala, one of her dancing with Alex. Someone had posted it online with a ridiculous caption: ‘The remarkable Matilda Emerson who stole Alex Martins’ attention.’His twin, Jake, tilted his head, studying the image. "He even smiles like us. Look, Blake, his dimples."Kate forced a laugh, one that came out too brittle. "People can look
"Mummy, you promised to take us out." Blake accused his Mom, watching her work on her computer. "Mom!" "I'm coming honey, Mummy needs to work you know," Kate spared her four-year-old son a glance. He was pouting and clearly annoyed with her. She had to laugh. "Give me a minute, honey, Mom
What the hell was going on? Evelyn frowned, tapping her foot restlessly. The thugs she'd hired to deal with Kate were not picking up her calls. And now, the bitch had gone off the radar. Nowhere to be found. Evelyn didn't like things like this. Her control was slipping and the whole plan was going
The D-day arrived for Kate on a Monday morning. She had an appointment at the lawyer's office. Time, 9:00 am sharp. She looked at herself in the mirror. A different woman stared back at her. The suit she had chosen was stylish. Tailored to fit her slim build. She kept her hand on her stomach. It
Alex was brooding over a glass of bourbon. She didn't have any right to look hurt, not after all her betrayal. What game was she playing? Refusing the money after pretending to love him. When he found out she had also been cheating, it sent him to the edge. Evelyn had shown him pictures of her wi
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