Chapter 2
Footsteps echoed from the hallway.
I leisurely leaned on my chair and pulled out my phone, hitting record.
Oliver pushed through the door, his face stone-cold as he scanned the room.
His gaze swept over half-naked Gina, then locked onto his panicked brother’s face.
“Bro…”
Milo’s voice was shaking like crazy.
Oliver said nothing, just turned to me: “You recording this?”
I blinked, then quickly nodded like a good student: “Yep.”
Gina collapsed to the floor, tears streaming down her face.
“Honey, this isn’t what you think…”
“Shut up.”
Two simple words, but Gina clammed up like someone had grabbed her by the throat.
I sat there watching this unfold, feeling weirdly detached from it all.
I’m the one who got betrayed. I should be the most devastated person here.
But instead, I sat there like a spectator, coldly watching this whole shitshow unfold.
“Both of you, get dressed. Now.” Oliver’s voice was ice-cold.
Watching them scramble into their clothes, I almost wanted to laugh.
This whole scene felt like a trashy TV drama.
Once they were decent, Oliver grabbed Milo and landed two solid punches across his face.
Then came a brutal knee to the gut. I watched Milo double over, clutching himself, his lips going white.
After years of faking impotence, looks like he might actually achieve it now.
My brother-in-law always seemed so refined and gentle. Who knew he could get this savage when pissed.
After Milo hit the floor, Oliver finally spoke: “Spill it. How long?”
No one answered.
“I asked you how fucking long!” Oliver roared.
Even I jumped.
Gina sobbed: “Three… three years…”
Three years.
Exactly how long Milo and I had been married.
So he’d been lying to me from day one.
All those excuses, all that bullshit about his “condition” – pure lies.
I spoke up, my voice dripping with sarcasm:
“So you two are true love? Started before Milo and I even got married?”
Milo kept his head down.
“Look up! Look at us when we’re talking to you!” Oliver bellowed again.
Milo slowly raised his head, eyes full of terror: “Oliver… I…”
“Don’t call my name!” Oliver’s voice was pure rage.
“You’re not my brother, you’re a fucking bastard.”
Milo went pale as a ghost.
Gina suddenly dropped to her knees: “Honey, I’m sorry… I really know I screwed up…”
I added: “You know you screwed up, or you’re just scared now?”
If I hadn’t caught them, who knows how long they would’ve kept us wearing these green hats.
I stood up and faced Oliver: “Got everything on video. Let’s go – this place is disgusting.”
Oliver nodded and turned to leave.
“Wait! Don’t go!” Milo panicked and dropped to his knees.
I turned back with the sweetest smile:
“Stay for what? Watch you and your sister-in-law go for round two?”
“Besides, you want to be with your brother’s wife so badly – we’re doing you a favor.”
“No! Honey, we can’t get divorced!” Gina shrieked.
Oliver was more successful than my husband, never let her want for money. Now she probably couldn’t bear to give that up.
Guess compared to Milo’s love, she cared more about Oliver’s bank account.
“You’re always working, I got so lonely and made this stupid mistake. Please forgive me just this once, I swear I’ll never see him again, please?”
Gina looked absolutely heartbroken, even I felt a little sorry for this ‘poor beauty’.
But Oliver didn’t even glance her way.
“No way.”
