All Chapters of Dragged Into a Group Chat: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

After I finished feeding the kids, I swallowed the nausea in my throat and made an excuse to wash the bottle so I could slip out of the bedroom.I clicked into Evie's profile.She hadn't shown her full face, but her background picture was a balcony shot. In the corner, there was a cartoon bear rug, and along the edge of it was a faint red wine stain.My breath caught in my throat.I had just bought that rug last month, and the pothos beside her foot was the same one I had repotted three days ago. That was my balcony.My grip loosened, and my phone nearly slipped out of my hand.I stared at the screen, my eyes fixed on that photo, as my heartbeat spiraled out of control. My lips trembled, my throat tightened, and my vision began to darken.Just as I was about to tap her profile picture and send her a private message, another notification popped up."The kids get to call him Dad, and that should be his honor. He doesn't need to know whether they're his biological children or not.

I lifted my head and stared at Evelyn, my gaze cold enough to freeze over.She was finally dropping the act.I was about to lay my cards on the table, but before I could get the words out, I suddenly felt something off with my body.My chest felt tight, my head spun, and my limbs went weak. I couldn't even force my jaw open.I gripped the edge of the table, my face turning ashen.Evelyn stared at me and smiled. Only this time, the smile had changed. It was cold, vicious, and twisted with a hint of satisfaction."What's wrong?" she asked. "Starting to feel off?"She leaned in, lowering her voice into a whisper. "Too late. The bottle you were drinking from was high-proof liquor I picked out myself. At this point, even if you want to fight back, I'm afraid it's a little too late."After saying that, she clapped her hands. The door to the private room opened, and a man walked in with contempt written all over his face. Evelyn threw herself at him, wrapped her arms around his neck

"What are you perverts getting so worked up for? Are you that desperate for a live stream?"Evelyn thought the group members were just clamoring for more of her provocative content.But after that message, there was a long, heavy silence. For a full 30 seconds, no one said a word or started a new lucky draw.Because Evelyn had finally seen what I posted, her ID popped up again just a moment later."Impossible! This is just a coincidence! My husband's already dead. I'm sure of it. He died this afternoon!"Her panic was practically bleeding through the screen, and the members of the group chat immediately realized something was wrong.How would she know that?"He's already dead? Your husband died this afternoon, and you're already back here, acting like a tease?""Hold on. What do you mean by that? How do you know he died this afternoon? Did you see it happen?""No way… Did you actually do something? Did we just watch a murder happen in real time?"The group chat blew up, only

On the seventh day after Evelyn was detained, she finally broke. She cried hysterically, saying she wanted to see me and that there were things she had to tell me in person.I agreed.The moment she entered the visitation room, she rushed to the table like a madwoman. Her eyes were red, and there was a crazed look in them."Honey, I was wrong. I made a mistake… I was blind, I was stupid, and I trusted him!"She fell to the ground and gripped the edge of the chair with both hands, her voice shaking so badly that it barely sounded like her. "Please forgive me, okay? Please let me go! I'll do whatever you want. I'll listen to anything you say. I don't need a title. I don't need the children. I don't need the money… I just need your word."I didn't respond. I merely looked at her tear-streaked, snot-covered face without feeling the slightest stir in my heart. More than ten seconds passed before I finally spoke, my voice cold as ice. "It's too late."Evelyn froze, and her face pal

Four years ago, I met Evelyn for the first time.At the time, she had just graduated from college. She wore a white blouse and had her hair tied in a ponytail, looking pure and innocent.As for me, I happened to be in the market for a woman, one who would give birth to my children and wouldn't be too hard to control.I made my move. I was attentive, soft-spoken, and careful with every detail.It didn't take long for Evelyn to fall for me. She became dependent on me, convinced that I was the soulmate she'd been waiting for.A year later, we got married, and my eldest daughter, Geraldine Carter, was born.I thought the charade would always be peaceful until I discovered that she had been flirting with random men behind my back.At that moment, I said nothing. My expression didn't change, and I even took the initiative to give her a shoulder massage.But from then on, I stopped thinking of Evelyn as my wife. She was merely a tool to bear my children.After confirming that Geraldi