All Chapters of Sky‑High Wife, Sky‑High Sin: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Charlotte was reclined against the leather couch. Her pale thighs were exposed, and torn pieces of black stockings were scattered across the floor.Everett calmly zipped up his pants, a smug smile tugging at his face.A group of wealthy, unfamiliar young men and women stood nearby. With glasses raised, they erupted into whistles and cheers."Way to go, Charlotte!""Rett, you're the man!"Ignoring everyone around me, I strode over to Charlotte and tossed the divorce agreement in front of her. "Sign it."A moment of silence passed, followed by a burst of mocking laughter."Holy shit! This is hilarious! He's a broke guy mooching off his wife, and now he has the audacity to demand a divorce?""Haha! This two-pump chump suddenly thinks he's tough! Is he planning to leave empty-handed and crash under a bridge?""How dare a pathetic loser like him act up in front of his sugar mommy! This is ridiculous!"Everett laughed so hard he nearly doubled over. He stepped up to me, jabbing a f

My father's funeral was arranged in a hurry. I handled everything in a daze.Charlotte found me kneeling in the chapel. For once, a trace of guilt crossed her usually arrogant face."Jacob, I'm truly sorry for your loss. I've already sent someone to look into it—the driver was intoxicated. Don't worry, I'll make sure your father gets justice."I slowly lifted my head, my eyes showing no trace of emotion.I pulled a small voice recorder from my pocket and pressed play. A recorded phone call filled the air—it was Everett's voice."Be careful. Leave no evidence behind. I want that old geezer silenced for good…"What followed was the driver's ingratiating reply, "Rest assured, Mr. Wright. I'll get it done!"Charlotte's face went ghostly white. "You were aware of everything?"In truth, she had quietly used her connections to collect every piece of evidence as quickly as possible.The driver at fault was a gambler with a criminal record. After crashing into my father, he claimed the

In my absence, Everett believed he had come out on top. He no longer pretended to be the lover who brought excitement and novelty.He boldly moved into Charlotte's and my home, acting as though he were the head of the household. He wore my bathrobe, took over my study, and lay in the bed I had once slept in. He would frequently invite friends over for extravagant parties, flaunting his status and lifestyle. After handling urgent matters, Charlotte would drag her exhausted body home. However, what awaited her now was no longer a steaming bowl of soup—it was a room alive with chaos and earsplitting music.A surge of anger shot through her. She strode over and turned off the music. "Leave! All of you!" With a cold, icy expression, she dismissed the rich heirs.Feeling humiliated, Everett snapped, "Charlotte, what the hell are you doing? Have you lost your mind?"Staring at the trash scattered across the floor, Charlotte forced down her anger. "Look at what you've done to this plac

Though Everett felt unsettled under my gaze, he forced a mask of bravado. "Y-You're Jacob Schwarz? Holy shit, you're not dead!""Jacob Schwarz?" I gave a quiet, contemptuous laugh. "You've got it wrong. My last name is Wright—Jacob Wright."Ignoring him, I shifted my focus to Gerald Hyland, the CEO of Erape's largest airline. I spoke fluently to him in Gurman and pinpointed several major flaws in Everett's current route plan—issues I could identify at a glance from my experience as a top air traffic controller.Gerald's expression grew increasingly grim, while Everett's face flushed crimson. He tried to interject, only to find himself unable to form a complete sentence in Gurman.At that moment, a video abruptly lit up the big screen. It showed Everett on a private jet with a seductive female influencer, indulging in illegal substances.In the background, his arrogant laughter echoed. "Screw this Erapan route! It's nothing but a front to siphon money from the company. Those old ge

Charlotte went completely mad searching for me. She refused to accept that everything that had happened was mere coincidence.On a cold, rainy night, she finally cornered me at the entrance of my apartment building. She was soaked through, her makeup smeared and running. She stood there like a discarded stray, every trace of her former pride and arrogance erased completely."It was you, wasn't it?" She clutched my sleeve tightly, staring at me with bloodshot eyes. "You're the one who exposed my father and brought down Everett! This entire mess is your doing!"Holding my umbrella, I looked down at her. My gaze remained calm and unwavering. "You're right," I admitted without hesitation.Charlotte staggered, nearly losing her footing. She couldn't believe that the man who once obeyed her every whim would go to such ruthless lengths to destroy everything she had."But why?" she cried out hoarsely, her tears mixing with the rain as they fell. "Jacob, I admit I haven't been good to you,