My Husband’s Mistress Is My Sister Chapter 05

My Husband’s Mistress Is My Sister Chapter 05

A moment later, I heard kissing through the wall.

Vanessa’s voice came through too, soft and teasing. “You’re so bad, making her listen like this.”

“I can be worse. Want to find out?”

I clamped my hands over my ears.

But their voices still slipped through.

Cold seeped into my chest, and I curled up on the floor, shaking.

My thoughts were at war with themselves.

One moment I was remembering how good Ethan had been to me, his promises, his smile.

The next, my mind was filling in what I was hearing, the two of them tangled up together.

My head pounded. I scrambled for my antidepressants, swallowing pills one after another.

I don’t know how much time passed before Ethan opened the door in a towel, staring down at me.

“That’s all it takes? What are you going to do for the next year?”

Behind him, Vanessa emerged in a robe, smirking. “Don’t tell me you’re feeling bad for her.”

Ethan’s gaze flickered, but his voice stayed cold. “Please. I married her so she’d feel exactly what I felt.

Why would I feel bad?”

I lifted my head.

Despair flooded through me.

It was all fake. None of it was love. Just a long, slow revenge.

Something snapped inside me. I surged up and slapped him across the face.

The sound echoed through the room. All three of us froze.

Ethan exploded. “Did you just hit me? Are you out of your mind?”

I laughed, even as the pain tore through me. “Wasn’t your whole bet that I’d slap you when I found out? Well, there you go. Why are you so mad?”

I laughed harder. “Now, if it were Julian? I wouldn’t have hit him. I loved him too much.”

Ethan’s face went black.

He stared at me for a long moment, then smiled. “You think you’re clever?”

“Fine. Have it your way.”

He stepped back, and the door closed.

This time, I didn’t try to stop it.

Instead, I walked to the bed.

When the sounds started up again, I piled the blankets high, climbed on top, and pushed open the skylight Ethan had put in for me.

out.”

I crawled out onto the roof.

With every step, a voice whispered in my ear.

“Just do it. Ethan doesn’t love you anymore. He was only with you to get even. Death is the only way

And then the voice fell silent.

I smiled and stepped off the roof.

As I fell, my body passed right by Ethan’s window.

“Grace, no!”

Inside, his eyes went wide with horror as he lunged toward the glass.