Chapter 1

My cousin Sophia, who I grew up with, slept with my husband Alexander and got pregnant.

Am I angry? Not at all. In fact, I want to pop open a bottle of champagne to celebrate.

Because I orchestrated this whole thing.

Sophia has always liked to take what's mine. So I'm giving her Alexander, that scumbag.

To help Sophia succeed, I put in quite a bit of effort behind the scenes.

After all, Alexander was supposedly so devoted and faithful.

Sophia sat across from me, tears streaming down her face as she confessed how much she loved my husband and how sorry she was. "Olivia, I've wronged you terribly. You can yell at me all you want, but I'm pregnant now. For the sake of the baby, can you please let us be together?"

I stared at the pregnancy test results on the table, not saying a word.

Sophia got up and crouched in front of me, clutching my arm as she continued to plead. "Olivia, I never meant to steal your husband. I just couldn't control my feelings for him. I was planning to leave, I swear."

"I never thought I'd get pregnant. I don't know how things ended up like this."

Sophia's face was pale as she cried, her pupils trembling. I helped her back into the chair and handed her a glass of warm water.

I had worked so hard to get to this point. Nothing could go wrong with the baby Sophia was carrying.

I collected myself and asked in a tone of disbelief, "When did this start between you two?"

I stood up and laughed coldly. "Well done, both of you. One claims to love me so much, the other is my closest cousin. I never expected you'd stab me in the back like this."

Sophia grabbed my arm, trying to say more.

"I can't stand to look at you right now. Move out," I said. Sophia lowered her head without arguing. "Alright, I'll go."

I quickly packed a small suitcase and left, checking into a hotel near my office. I ordered an extravagant meal I usually couldn't afford, opened a bottle of wine, and sat by the floor-to-ceiling windows, raising my glass to the night sky.

To be honest, I wasn't angry or shocked at all about Sophia's pregnancy. Because I had planned the whole thing. I wanted them to go to hell together.