My Husband Thinks I’m My Own Mistress Chapter 04

My Husband Thinks I’m My Own Mistress Chapter 04

My relationship with my sister was complicated.

We were identical twins, but we never grew up together.

I lived with our parents in Eastwick Heights while she stayed with our grandparents in the countryside.

Our parents always felt guilty. Once they brought her home, they spoiled her endlessly and made me give in to her about everything.

No matter what happened, they said:

“You took her place in our love. You owe her this.”

Later, she failed high school, so our parents sent her abroad. I stayed here, and we barely knew each other.

So when she spoke to me in that soft, familiar tone, my first reaction was confusion.

“What do you want?”

“I heard from Mom about the Voss marriage.”

She heard my impatience and dropped the act.

“I’m back now. Don’t you think you should give me my place as Mrs. Voss?”

“Came back to steal what’s mine? Did that boyfriend dump you?”

“Lila Mae, don’t push it!”

She snarled in a low voice.

“Don’t forget—the only Mrs. Voss the Voss family recognizes is Elara Mae. You’re a fake. You have no right to act high and mighty.”

She wasn’t wrong.

To both our family and the public, Kael’s wife was Elara.

Sometimes Kael would whine nicknames for her to me.

It made me sick.

But I said: “I’m not cleaning up your mess for free.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Give me ten million dollars. Or we’ll go tell Kael exactly who his wife really is.”

I smiled sweetly.

“Ten million for the title of Mrs. Voss. It’s a steal, dear sister.”

Out of guilt, our parents stopped supporting me the second I turned eighteen. They spent everything on her.

I worked odd jobs to pay for college while she partied abroad.

I deserved to get something back for the resentment I’d carried.

Even with their favoritism, they couldn’t give her everything they owned.

Ten million would break her.

She hesitated a long time, then asked carefully: “You’ll leave for good if I pay you?”

“Don’t believe me? I’ll go right now—”

“Stop… I’ll pay you!”

She made up her mind. “I’ll pay. But you have to promise you’ll never come near Kael again.”

I agreed at once.

I hung up in a better mood, wiped off all my makeup, put on a blouse and skirt, and looked at myself in the mirror.

I thought about Kael saying I copied her to seduce him. I fell silent, then let out a quiet, bitter laugh.

It was ridiculous, but I didn’t want more trouble.

I swapped my pearl studs for sapphires, grabbed a long trench coat to hide every curve, and headed to work.