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 MoreKate watched the clock tick on the wall. Alex was supposed to be home by now. She had changed into her nightdress, sitting patiently on the couch and waiting for a husband who didn't want her anymore. The house was big, too big. She sat in the silence of their mansion, surrounded by everything she could ever want, but it didn't matter in the end, nothing did, when there was no one to share it with.
She gasped in surprise when Alex drove into the driveway. She was losing hope already, but he came back home tonight. Kate immediately went to reheat the food she'd prepared over an hour ago. Everything had to be perfect for him. "Honey," she smiled, meeting him at the doorstep before taking his coat. "I prepared your favourite--""I'm not hungry." Her husband's gruff voice cut her off before she could finish. Stung, she tried to hide her hurt. "But after such a long day at work, you would be tired and hungry--"
Alex's features did not soften. Her husband's handsome face stared back at her like she was a pest. "If I needed someone to tell me when to eat and sleep I would have married my mother." Kate bit back the tears that wanted to spill. They never moved him. If anything they just made him more irritated. He left her standing there before stalking to his room. They didn't share rooms again. Kate remembered when he came home drunk one night, about two months back. His breath had stank of alcohol when he had grabbed her with more force than was necessary. Kate had been shocked when she felt his arousal pressing against her ass. It's been what, weeks, months? Since her husband touched her. She wished he weren't drunk, she wished he had gone in more gently. But Kate couldn't help the moan of pleasure that escaped her throat. When he entered her in one swift stroke she bit her lip in delight. His movements got urgent, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. She raked his back with her fingers. She met his thrusts with equal hunger. He shuddered on top of her, emptying his seed deep inside her. For one shiny moment, Kate allowed herself to think she'd gotten her husband back. "Miss you, sweetheart." He whispered tiredly before settling into a deep sleep. Something cold and alarming had seeped into Kate's heart, she wasn't sure if he was referring to her. The memory hurt as Kate lowered herself onto the couch. This has been her life for the past ten months. And she didn't know if she could keep holding on to the pieces of her life. Then some things began to change. --- "How did it go?" Evelyn asked her on the phone. Kate could hear the breathless tension in her step-sister's voice. "I'm pregnant," Kate whispered, hardly daring to believe it herself. "Oh, Kate! That's wonderful news, have you told Alex yet?" "No," Kate sighed, "I'm still in shock, I feel like if I close my eyes I would wake up from this dream. The doctor told me I was a month late. Evie, I didn't know I was pregnant..." "Oh my goodness, sweetie," Evelyn said, "After waiting this long, it must feel so unreal. But it's your reality now, so get used to it. Soon we'll know if it's a blue or pink onesie we should buy." "Thank you, Evie," Kate giggled, wishing Evelyn were here with her. They were very close even as kids. And Evelyn meant the world to her. She rubbed her belly affectionately, feeling very lucky. She couldn't wait to tell Alex the news, she could imagine the joy that would light up his face. Perhaps he would behave more kindly towards her. Perhaps he would love her like he did at the beginning. Perhaps the past would be forgiven and everything would change. Kate couldn't believe her luck. Just when she thought all hope was lost, when she dismissed the morning sickness she was having as a case of the flu, when she dismissed her missed period as a late one, she realised her body was beginning to change. She kept this suspicion to herself, better to be sure before she told him anything. So far, he'd been patient with her even when his mother kept putting pressure on him. And now, it was finally time to celebrate their win.She was scrolling through her phone when a notification popped up on the screen. CEO Billionaire was seen with a mystery woman in New York's finest restaurant. Kate's heart went into overdrive. She kept a hand on her chest as if it would slow her breathing. She immediately clicked on the article, her eyes scanning the page so fast the words jumbled into a blur.
But the juicy bit stood out. Alex was having an affair. The picture of them in the restaurant was blurry but there was no mistaking Alex's handsome profile. But no matter how she zoomed the picture, the lady's face didn't show because of the angle of the shot. "Oh, God no," Kate covered her face. "This can't be happening." Why, when? She knew the signs were there but she chose to ignore them, maybe if she pretended long enough her marriage would work. Maybe if she begged him hard enough she could rewrite the past. She didn't know when her tears began to fall. The baby, Kate thought worriedly, the doctor had advised her to stay away from stress. It was hard but she made herself wipe her tears and get her emotions in check. She would wait patiently for Alex to return, it could be a lie--gossip blogs trying to destroy her marriage. No, she would hear Alex's side of it and he would assure her it was a rumour and nothing more. It was quarter past six in the evening when Alex pulled into the driveway. Kate had dried every trace of tears on her face. She had combed her hair neatly and looked the picture of normal. She even pecked him on the cheek when he walked into the living room, she tried to make small talk, asking him about his work, how his day went. She was rambling and she knew it. "Kate," he began slowly. "We have something to discuss." "I have something to tell you too, Alex--" "I have heard enough! I'm done Kate, this marriage, it hasn't been one for months, not after everything." "You cannot mean what you said." "It's over, okay," Alex said, looking at her. There was no remorse on his face, just cold determination. Kate knew then that the game was over. "So it's true," she whispered, holding herself together. "You've been cheating on me." His face took on a wretched and haunted look. "This marriage has been built on lies, Kate. Things could never be normal between us." The words were cutting, painful. And unreal, Kate wished she had more words, she wished she could spill all the hateful things she'd swallowed for so long but everything was happening too fast and she didn't know how to catch up. "It's happening Kate, and nothing can stop it," Alex said, before walking out on her.Alex 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






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