Semua Bab Ex-husband Wanted an Open Marriage With My Sister: Bab 31 - Bab 37

“None of your business,” I said coldly. “He’s Alex’s son. Alex can take care of him just fine. He doesn’t need you sticking your nose in.”I let my gaze sweep over her, my tone turning sharper. “As for you, try acting like a proper guest. And maybe worry about your own daughter first. Dragging a sick child from place to place—what kind of mother does that?”Anna’s eyes narrowed instantly, catching the meaning beneath my words. Her voice turned sharp. “You sound pretty sure I’ll be moving out next.”Then she let out a short, mocking laugh. “I thought you were going to run away again like you did back then. Looks like you’ve grown a little over the years.”I let out a cold laugh, not bothering to respond.But she wasn’t done. Her tone turned lazy, venomous. “Too bad you’re still just as stupid. When it’s time to leave, you don’t. Instead, you let Alex talk you right back into it. Just wait—you’re setting yourself up to be humiliated all over again.”My chest tightened. I frowned at her.

I turned my head and saw a young man, maybe twenty, walking in. He had blond hair, blue eyes, and that clean, effortless look—light cotton shirt, tailored casual pants, everything about him neat and fresh, carrying the easy brightness of youth.“Lucas?” Rita stood up in surprise. “What are you doing here? And what did you mean by that?” Then she turned to me. “This is Lucas, a junior from our department. After I left school, Professor Reid took him on.”“Jenny, it’s really nice to meet you. I’ve always admired you.” Lucas looked at me, his eyes clear and bright, and reached out his hand first.I wasn’t in the best mood, but I still managed a faint smile and shook his hand. His palm was warm and dry. He let go almost immediately, then brushed his hand lightly against his pants, as if out of habit.He turned to Rita right away, quick to explain, as though worried we might think he had been eavesdropping on purpose. “I was here for something and just happened to pass by. I heard Miss Dor

Jenny POV　　Talking to Rita was like letting out all the stale air that had been stuck in my chest for years.　　I hadn’t had anyone to talk to for so long.　　Once Rita had fully broken down my situation for me, we went through the social media account Anna had sent just to provoke me.　　The more I looked, the colder my blood ran.　　The account was even a small influencer, with quite a few followers.　　It was filled with posts, some dating all the way back to before Alex and I got married.　　And every single one painted Anna as this beautiful, accomplished woman who loved deeply but could not have the one she wanted—someone who was waiting patiently, hurting silently, hoping her beloved would come back to her.　　Between the lines, there was only hidden longing, sorrow, waiting, and bitterness.　　“Waiting for someone who would never come back.”　　“We met first, why left?”　　“I don’t blame you. I just blame myself for not being good enough.”　　Rita and I scrolled down, post after post, a

Jenny POVOliver set the document envelope down on the marble coffee table and stepped back.“Ma’am, the boss told me to hand this to you personally.” Oliver kept his head lowered, his eyes fixed on the tips of his shoes. “The restaurant surveillance and supplier records are all inside.”“Where’s Alex?”“He’s still at the hospital.”I opened the envelope and pulled out the documents.The report was thorough. The kitchen footage showed the chef handling my entrée with gloves on the entire time, and the prep station was cleaned before every dish. The supplier records listed only lemons and oranges delivered that day—no mango anywhere.I flipped through the surveillance stills one by one. The chef’s movements were clean and efficient, the labels on every seasoning bottle clear.So the restaurant was in the clear.I set the report aside and leaned back against the couch. If the allergen wasn’t in the food, then it had to be somewhere else.At that banquet, aside from the main course, the