My Cutesy Sister Stole My Husband, So I Exposed Her Darkest Secret Chapter 08

My Cutesy Sister Stole My Husband, So I Exposed Her Darkest Secret Chapter 08

“Someone pressed charges for theft last time, now fraud? Do you really like sitting in a jail cell that much?”

His words spoke volumes about her character.

They merely verified her identity before arresting her on the spot.

“Mom! Dad! Save me! Elaine, please save me!”

My parents chased after the police crying, only to be stopped.

They wanted to bail her out, but they had no money-all the wealth was in my hands, and I’d long since stopped caring.

Seth walked over and patted my shoulder. “Don’t be sad, Ms. Brooks. I’ll teach that blind fool Jasper Hale a lesson for you.”

“From today onward, my Seamount Group will cut all ties with the Hale family permanently.”

His words were a total industry blacklist.

No other enterprise would dare cooperate with the Hales after this.

Jasper dropped to his knees in front of me with a heavy thud.

He began slapping his own face repeatedly, begging desperately.

“Elaine, I’m sorry! I was blinded by lust and lost my mind!”

“We had eight years together. Please give me one more chance!”

I looked down at the tearful man kneeling at my feet, feeling not an ounce of sympathy.

“Didn’t you just call me cheap and promiscuous? Didn’t you say you were blind to love me?”

“Then what exactly are you groveling for now?”

Jasper froze, staring up at me blankly.

“Go apply for the divorce tomorrow.”

“And remember this-I, Elaine Brooks, am the one dumping you, the worthless playboy!”

I took off my veil, tossed it at his feet, and strode out of the wedding banquet without a backward

glance.

When I got home, my parents followed me inside.

Mom called out to me, “Elaine, stop right there!”

I halted and turned to face them.

Mom lifted her chin and held out her hand. “Give me five million dollars.”

I feigned confusion. “What do you need that much money for?”

“To bail your sister out, of course!”

I let out a cold laugh and refused flatly. “No way.”

I paused, then asked quietly. “If it were me needing five million today, would you ask her for money

to save me?”

“You’re not the same as her!”

I was worn out by their selfishness. I waved for the maid to bring over two suitcases.

“From today on, you two move into your old house under your own names.”

“I’ll transfer your monthly pension on time every month. Beyond that, don’t ask me for another

cent ever again.”

My parents’ eyes widened in shock.

They’d never imagined I’d be this decisive and cold.

Mom snapped angrily. “Is this all because of your sister?”

“We only did it because we feel we owe her…”

I lost my patience completely, grabbing a teacup and smashing it at her feet.

“I didn’t want to expose the truth, but you keep pushing me again and again!”

“The day Jasper came to our house to discuss marriage-don’t pretend you didn’t deliberately send

me out to create chances for them!”

Mom’s face turned deathly pale. Her lips trembled uncontrollably.

“But… she begged us to do it. She said she’d never liked a man this much before…”

“Your dad and I had no choice!”

Even now, she still tried to play innocent.

“Just because she likes someone, I’m supposed to hand my happiness over to her?”

“You watched our eight-year relationship grow. How could you sacrifice my happiness for hers?”

“Am I not your daughter too?”

My parents exchanged awkward glances. Their eyes held fear, guilt-but above all, only worry for

Tess.

“Leave now.”

“Don’t make me call security to throw you out.”

Having no other choice, they dragged their suitcases away, glancing back again and again.

Later, a close cousin told me what happened next.

My parents sold their run-down old house, added their life savings, borrowed more from relatives and friends, and scraped together the full five million to bail Tess out of jail.

Now the three of them lived crammed into a cheap rental apartment in the city’s fringe village.

I took a slow sip of my coffee and said indifferently, “That’s their business. Don’t tell me anything

about them ever again.”

My cousin knew my temperament well and said no more.

The next day, I drove to my company.

Suddenly, Jasper jumped right into the middle of the road, spreading his arms to block my car.

I slammed on the brakes hard, lurching forward with the inertia, narrowly avoiding hitting him.

“Elaine, I need to talk to you!”

He pulled me roughly out of the car.

I stared at him calmly.

…

It had only been half a month, but he’d wasted away drastically.

His suit was crumpled, dark stubble covered his jaw, his eye sockets sunken, his bloodshot eyes filled with exhaustion and despair.

I pulled my arm free, wiped his touch off my wrist with a disinfectant wipe, my tone laced with disgust. “Say what you need to say quickly. Don’t touch me–I can’t stand the filth on you.”

I tossed the used wipe into a roadside trash can.

The obvious look of repulsion stabbed straight into Jasper’s heart. “I know… we can never go back, can we?”

I folded my arms and narrowed my eyes at him. “What exactly do you want? If you’re here to beg for reconciliation, save your breath. I don’t take back broken trash.”

I turned to leave.

“Wait!”

“I’m here to borrow money from you.”

The proud heir of the Hale Group had finally stooped low enough to beg me for a loan.

I sneered. “Why on earth would I lend you money?”

Jasper pressed his lips tight, clenching his fists, psyching himself up.

“If you’ve got nothing more to say, I’m leaving.”

Jasper stepped forward to block my path, pulling out a printed A4 sheet of paper. “Because of this.”

I took it curiously, thinking it was a contract-only to realize it was a detailed list of every single expense he’d spent on me over our eight-year relationship.

From expensive necklaces down to a pack of tissues bought for me on dates, every trivial item was listed in meticulous detail.