All Chapters of My Revenge: Once A Husband, Now a Stepson: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The whole night went as usual, but it was obvious I had been neglecting the signs of how they communicate more closely. Before, I would have been happy seeing Sebastian not treating her like an outsider, but I never knew I was the real outsider. How pathetic. "I'm feeling sleepy, Sophie. Good night," Laura said and headed to the guest room. I had designed that room personally to meet her taste because she loves green, so anytime she comes over, she could feel at home. Things I had done for her, yet she can't even let the person she knew I love go. Later that night, just as I predicted, he didn't disappoint me. Sebastian slowly sneaked from our bed and went out after calling my name several times, and I deliberately did not answer. Immediately after I heard the door close, I stood up from the bed, went to the door, and softly clicked it open. He indeed entered the guest room, where Laura is. I don't need to check; I already knew what this was all about. She had come to finish their

What's wrong with you, Sophie? What did Laura do to you? She's your sister, for heaven's sake," he snapped. He didn't even ask what happened; he just believes I did something. She increased her sobbing. A soft laugh escaped me, and I shook my head in total amusement. "Why do you care so much, Sebastian?" I asked. They both froze and exchanged a startled gaze before Laura sniffed, wiping her tears with the back of her hand. "Sebastian, it's not my sister's fault; please don't be angry," she said sweetly like a child, holding his hand. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly. A bitter laugh escaped me, and I clapped my hands in amusement. They both stare at me as if I were losing my mind, and of course, I'm losing it. Are these two even human? I sighed. "Laura, who the heck are you to plead for me to my husband?" I paused and shifted my gaze to their hands, and Sebastian quickly pulled his hand away from hers. He cleared his throat. "She's like a sis

"Congratulations, Sophie!" my colleagues screamed, jarring confetti cones. Just as I stepped inside the office. My breath caught in my throat as my eyes widened. How did they find out? My brow tightened in curiosity as Laura walked towards me. "Tadaaaa!" Laura said, placing a party hat on my head, her expression as cute as usual, not a hint of our argument reflecting on her. This is the most uneasy thing ever. I already know her little secret. Why is she still acting cute and harmless, making me doubt what I saw with my own eyes? "You deserve this, Sophie! This is your fifth year in this company; you deserve this position more than anyone," she blurted out. No matter how she hid it, her unhappiness was still dripping from her voice. She should patiently wait. I will rip off that veil of her sheep nature, revealing her wolf, her true self. "But it's better if you take care of it, Laura. You have been working on this project for months now; this position should be yours," Mari

Have you ever made a decision that you decided, even if you perish, you perish? One thing was certain: if I step foot into this room, I won't come out the same—not with what I currently know about Mr. Logan and his crazy desire. You might think it is just a photograph, but no, it's not only a photo; it's something else—something else I'm also dying to know right now. I took a slow, deep breath, scanned the card again, and pushed the door open. I gasped at the sight of him dressed in a black bathrobe, seated on a long sofa, his arms resting on the headrest. His head leaned back. I closed the door and took a step closer, each one like a vow that I doubt I'd ever break. I stopped in front of him, my eyes shamelessly staring at his bare chest through the exposed part of the robe. Then something caught my attention: a tattoo. He is also into tattoos? "Sir," I whispered, my voice trembling. He exhaled and raised his head, his eyes locked on me, so dark and lustful. "Come, Sophy,"