Coming home early from a business trip, I pushed open the door and found my best friend and my husband in bed together. My husband, who used to struggle in bed and barely lasted three seconds, was now on top of my best friend like a wild animal. I sneered, pulling out my phone to record a video. Then I packaged it up and sent it to my best friend’s husband. And I added a message: “Your wife’s a real miracle worker, huh? She can even cure a man’s ED.” “Honey, you’re recovering pretty fast, aren’t you?” I leaned against the doorframe, my voice light and airy. The two on the bed froze instantly. My husband, Dylan, stared at me like he’d seen a ghost, stammering, unable to form a single word. My dear best friend, Chloe Davis, reacted quickly, scrambling for the duvet and wrapping it around herself. “Audrey…? We…” “Don’t rush to explain.” I pulled out my phone. “Let me snap a pic first. This is the first time in three years of marriage I’ve seen my husband this energetic.” Dylan snapped back to reality and lunged at me to grab my phone. He ripped off the covers, and I was almost blinded by the sight. “Whoa there, honey, easy now. Why so worked up? It’s not like I haven’t seen you naked before.” I took a step back. “Oh, right. I guess I haven’t. After all, you’ve been ‘saving yourself’ for my best friend for the past three years.” Chloe’s cheeks flushed crimson. “Audrey, let me explain. It’s not what you think.” I smiled sweetly at her. “Explain what? You sacrificed yourself to help cure my husband’s ED. I should be thanking you!” “You two carry on. I’m just going to call Marcus, your brother, and let him enjoy his wife’s spectacular performance.” Chloe’s face instantly went pale. She was Marcus Evans’s wife, and my best friend. I genuinely thought marrying two brothers from the Evans family with my best friend was the happiest thing that could happen in my life. Turns out she wanted both men! “You wouldn’t dare!” Dylan roared. I raised an eyebrow. “You dared to do it. Why wouldn’t I dare?” Chloe suddenly lunged forward and grabbed my leg. “Audrey, please, don’t tell Marcus. I know I messed up.” Looking at the best friend I’d grown up with, now disheveled and clinging to my leg, begging, I found it incredibly amusing. “Chloe, get up first.” I bent down and patted her shoulder. “The floor’s cold.” She looked up at me, hope in her eyes. I continued, “If you stay like that, my husband will feel sorry for you.” Then, I turned to leave, but Dylan grabbed my arm. “What are you doing? Are you trying to ruin our family?!” I clenched my fists, my eyes narrowed in a smile. That was truly shameless coming from him. “I need to go to the hospital and get checked. See if it’s my problem. Why is my husband useless with me but such a beast with someone else?” Dylan’s face turned bright red. “Audrey Blake, stop being so sarcastic!” “Easy there.” I held up my phone. “Want to see the photos I just took? The composition, angle, and lighting are all perfect. It’d probably go viral on TikTok.” Chloe suddenly pounced, trying to snatch my phone, but I dodged her. I smiled. “Oh, right. How about a caption? Something like ‘Sweet Moments with My Husband and My Best Friend’?” “You!” Chloe trembled with rage. Just then, my phone rang. It was Marcus. I put it on speaker. “Hey, Marcus.” “I’m downstairs. What’s the apartment number?” Marcus’s deep voice came through. Chloe’s pupils constricted, and her body visibly trembled. Footsteps echoed from outside the door. I leisurely leaned back in the chair, pulled out my phone, and started recording. Marcus pushed the door open, his face expressionless as he scanned the room. His gaze swept past a disheveled Chloe, finally settling on his utterly bewildered younger brother
“Marcus…” Dylan called out, his voice trembling like a leaf. Marcus didn’t speak. He just turned to me. “Recording?” I paused, then quickly nodded. “Yep, recording.” Chloe crumpled to the floor, tears streaming down her face. “Marcus, it’s not what you think…” “Shut up.” Just two simple words, but Chloe gasped as if her throat was choked, unable to utter another sound. I sat in the chair, watching the scene, a strange sense of unreality washing over me. I was the one betrayed; I should be the most devastated. But at that moment, I felt like a detached observer, coolly watching this farce unfold. “You two, put your clothes on.” Marcus said coldly. I watched them clumsily dress, and suddenly wanted to laugh. Why did this scene feel so much like a TV drama? Once they were decent, Marcus grabbed Dylan, landing two swift punches, left and right, on his face. Then a vicious knee strike. I watched Dylan clutch his groin, his lips going white. He pretended to have performance issues before; now his ‘dream’ might just come true. Marcus usually seemed so composed and gentlemanly. I never imagined he could be so fiercely masculine when he was angry. When Dylan fell to the ground, Marcus finally spoke. “So, how long have you two been hooking up?” No one answered. “I asked, how long?!” Marcus suddenly roared. Even I flinched. Chloe sobbed, “Th… three… years…” Three years. The exact length of my marriage to Dylan. So he’d been lying to me from the very beginning. All those excuses, all those evasions, all those so-called ‘physical reasons’—they were all lies. I spoke, my voice laced with sarcasm. “So, you two are soulmates? It started even before we got married?” Dylan hung his head, silent. “Look up! Look at us when you speak!” Marcus roared again. Dylan slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with terror. “Bro… I…” “Don’t call me bro!” Marcus’s voice was filled with pure rage. “I don’t have a brother like you, you animal.” Dylan’s face turned ashen. Chloe suddenly knelt down. “Honey, I’m sorry… I truly know I messed up…” I added, twisting the knife, “Do you know you messed up, or are you just scared?” If I hadn’t found out, who knows how long we would have been deceived. I stood up and faced Marcus. “The evidence is all recorded. Let’s go. This place is dirty.” Marcus nodded, turning to leave. “Wait! Don’t go!” Dylan panicked, dropping to his knees. I turned back, smiling sweetly. “Why not stay? To watch you and Chloe do it again? Besides, you want to be with Chloe, right? We’re just helping you out.” “No! Honey, we can’t divorce!” Chloe shrieked. Marcus had more money than my husband and had never been stingy with her. Now she probably couldn’t bear to lose that. It seemed she cared more about Marcus’s money than Dylan’s love. “You’re busy with work. I was just so lonely that I made a mistake. Please forgive me this one time. I’ll cut him off completely, okay?” Chloe cried dramatically, but Marcus didn’t even glance at her as he refused. “Impossible. You slut! Get out!”
Early in the morning, a loud commotion erupted from the company’s reception area. I was in my office drinking coffee when a colleague rushed in, saying Chloe’s mom was raising hell. I almost sprayed coffee everywhere. This plot was getting pretty dramatic. “Audrey Blake, you shameless woman! Seducing my daughter’s husband, destroying my daughter’s family! Have you no decency?!” Mrs. Davis, her voice booming, began her performance right at the front desk. My colleague came to report, “Audrey, Chloe Davis’s mom is downstairs making a scene. She’s saying you seduced her daughter’s husband…” I slowly put down my coffee cup. “Oh? Then I’ll go down and see.” Walking to the reception, I saw Mrs. Davis wiping away tears, accusing me of evil deeds. “Everyone, please tell me if I’m wrong! This woman, she’s jealous my daughter married better than her, so she deliberately meddled, trying to destroy my daughter’s family!” I leaned against the reception counter, watching the show with a smirk. The receptionist saw me and looked relieved. “Mrs. Davis, Ms. Blake is here.” Mrs. Davis turned, and seeing my relaxed demeanor, she got even angrier. “Well, aren’t you brave, daring to show your face!” “Why not?” I raised an eyebrow. “Or should I hide away after doing something shady, like some people?” Mrs. Davis’s face turned beet red. “Don’t you twist the truth here! My daughter and son-in-law were perfectly fine. You’re the one who destroyed their family.” I scoffed. “Is Chloe still lying to you so much? I thought she’d grown out of her childhood habit of fibbing.” Mrs. Davis paused. “What are you talking about?” I feigned surprise. “Oh? You don’t know? Your daughter, Chloe Davis, who is Marcus Evans’s wife. But she also seduced Dylan Evans, Marcus’s brother, who is my husband.” The surrounding colleagues all gasped. Mrs. Davis’s face changed. “You… you’re talking nonsense!” I pulled out my phone. “Want to see the video? I recorded your daughter and my husband’s spectacular performance.” Mrs. Davis panicked. “You… you wouldn’t dare!” I continued, “If you truly care about your daughter, go back and tell her to stop constantly chasing men. The divorce papers have already been filed. Making a scene here now, what’s the point?” Mrs. Davis was agitated. “My daughter cannot divorce!” I chuckled. “What, are you reluctant to let go of Marcus’s money, or do you think Dylan’s ED makes him ‘not good enough’? Don’t worry, Chloe has already cured Dylan’s ED.” “You!” Mrs. Davis pointed a finger at my nose. “How can you be so crude!” With that, she stomped her foot in anger, but realizing she wouldn’t get any satisfaction here, she grumbled and left. My colleagues all looked at me with admiring eyes. Kyle, a co-worker, came over. “Audrey, you were awesome!” I smiled. “Awesome? This is just the warm-up.” Back in my office, I sent a message to Marcus. Your wife’s mother just caused a scene at my company. Marcus replied quickly: Need me to handle it? Me: No, I already dealt with it. Marcus: Thank you. Looking at my phone screen, I couldn’t help but feel that life truly was full of surprises. “I want him to leave with nothing.”
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