My Sister And I Swapped Husbands. นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Anger and disgust were apparent on my face. "You don't understand, do you? I told you that our bonding ceremony is canceled, and we're no longer affiliated with each other! If there's something wrong with your comprehension, you should schedule a visit with a healer! "I admit that while I did want to get someone to pretend to form a bond with, I ended up meeting my fated mate! He's a lot better than you, that's for sure! "I'm slowly falling in love with him. Not to mention, I've already formed a mate bond with him! As for you, Vincent Sawyer… You and I are no longer together!"

He laughed. “Yes? And who’s going to come looking for you? The last time I saw you, you were Alpha Jake’s wife, and now you’re his younger brother Thomas’s girlfriend. It’s impressive how things have changed since I left. Would you tell me that story? I’m really interested in the gossip,” he said, pretending excitement. “The last time I saw you, you were dating my sister. Two psychopaths together.” “That’s another detail… very interesting. Your sister, my ex, is with Jake. It’s been a dangerous partner swap.”

she retorted. I scoffed. "You make it sound like six months equates to six years, you dumbo. Were you expecting me to get over the fact that my sister and ex-husband were sleeping with each other in just six months? And now all of a sudden, you two are getting married like nothing ever happened? How thoughtless of you, little sister," I told, noticing the amused expression on her face.

, he said. "One of them is my sister", I said shaking my head. "And I used to feel sad that I was an only child", he said. I gave him a sad smile. It was truly sad. My situation why did my husband had to be the one my sister is in love with too. It is too much fucked. I'm living a soap opera for life. I hoped that things would eventually get better but I don't think so.

I blinked in surprise, realising what he meant by that, and remained silent because I didn’t really know how to answer him. The last few hours have been nothing but strange. Arranged to be married to a man who didn’t love me, then only to discover that man has been having an affair with my sister, who married him in my place. Then treated like a slave for the remainder of the day and finally taken away by the man who turned out to be my mate. Was I living in a soap opera? It certainly felt like it.

"I had worked double shifts at a diner to put him through Harvard Law School. Every penny I earned went to his tuition." "The day he made partner at his firm, he served me divorce papers. He was marrying Sarah - my best friend." The crowd murmured. Someone spat at Tom's feet. "I had nowhere to go, no money saved. Tom knew this. He offered me a job as their housekeeper, knowing I couldn't refuse." "So I served the woman who stole my husband while I was carrying his child. I cleaned their floors and cooked their meals." Sarah's perfectly made-up face twisted. "You were lucky to have a job!"

Hannah snapped. “You know the funny part of all this is that you’d say you were doing it for me, but it never feels good. It never feels good knowing that I’ll always be everyone else’s second choice when it comes to you.” “Do you know how that sucks? Do you know how difficult it is waking up every day wondering if you’re ever going to be your husband’s first choice? Wondering if you’re just some sort of replacement for a love he lost years ago? Or has he ever moved on from it? And then finding out that the other woman is your sister?!” Hannah asked, her voice breaking.

"Who knows if that's even true..." I finally broke. "What did I ever do to you? After the SATs, I never asked you for money again. Once I got a job, I sent money home every paycheck. And now you want to ruin my marriage and destroy my reputation too?!" By the time I finished, my whole body was trembling. Mom finally snapped. "So what if I did? What was I supposed to do? You're the older sister! You should be the one sacrificing for Zoey!

I had not seen them smiling so genuinely at me for a very long time. Anna walked over to me and hugged me affectionately. “Nancy, I’m your elder sister from now on. “You need to treat me like a real one, you know?” There was a subtle provocation in her gentle expression. My body stiffened. I gripped the plate tightly. No sound came from my throat. Just then, someone teased us. “Anna, which one are you? Nancy’s sister-in-law or her elder sister? “Or should I say you’re Jonathan’s first wife while she’s the second?”

I muffled, forcing this awkward smile. His eyes flickered. He didn't debt it…. Oh my God… he wants us to practice being a couple? A married couple? “Hazel, do not… he is your sister’s husband, you can’t play house with your sister’s husband, you are better than that.” My angel conscience blurted to me, popping up before my eyes, dressed in a white fitted gown, with wings on her back and a halo on her head. She had this worried look on her face.