Chapter 3

But the room was empty, and behind me, Amelia quietly let out a breath of relief.

Anger surged up in me, and I felt sick inside.

"Sis, look, you scared my boyfriend off."

"I told you he doesn't like meeting strangers, and now you've frightened him."

"Lucky it was the second floor, with grass below to catch him, or he'd have broken his leg."

Since I couldn't catch anyone, I had no grounds to question them, so all I could do was apologize to Amelia, feeling apologetic.

She took my apology as her due.

It was getting late, and I should head back.

I didn't expect Spencer to already be waiting for me at home.

"Honey, where have you been?"

I tried to find some trace of an affair on him, but there was nothing.

Thinking of all the secrets he and Amelia shared, my attitude toward him began to change.

"I was bored, so I went out for a walk."

"And I ended up at Amelia's place."

"Turns out she's got herself a new boyfriend."

Spencer's face went stiff, and he forced up a smile.

"Really?"

"That's great. Now no one will dare try to steal my wife."

With that, he pleaded exhaustion and went in to shower.

I followed and stood at the door.

Spencer didn't shower at all. Instead, he picked up his phone and secretly made a call to someone.

"Little vixen, your sister almost caught us."

"We can't keep doing this at your place. It's too dangerous."

I don't know what the person on the other end said to him, but Spencer, though reluctant, still accepted it.

Only then did he put down his phone and shower in peace.

The next day, which should have been a weekend off, he went out under the usual pretext of working overtime.

This time, I followed him. My car trailed his all the way to the mall.

The moment Amelia saw Spencer, she took off running toward him.

"Ugh, I hate that being with you means sneaking around all the time."

"Can't you just break it off with that old woman? She's old, and she's got a limp."

Spencer bent his head and kissed her lips. "You're so wicked! How can you talk about your sister like that?"

"After all, she got crippled when your ex-husband broke her leg saving you."

Far from feeling any shame over it, Amelia laughed as if it were only right.

"That's what she gets for being stupid, just like her mother back then."

"She thinks my dad only married my mom as his second wife after her own mother died."

"But that's not what happened. Her mother caught my dad and my mom in bed together. She couldn't take on the two of them alone, and she fell down the stairs and died."

"Hahaha, who'd have thought history would repeat itself. I slept with her daughter's man, and the daughter's just as hopelessly stupid."

"So both mother and daughter were born stupid and worthless. Who's there to blame?"

Spencer reached out and pinched her nose. "You can be so filthy sometimes."

"But you like a filthy woman like me!"

"If Ava were seductive enough to stir up your desire, you wouldn't have come to me at all."

"So! If you don't decide to get rid of that old woman soon, I won't let you touch me."

With that, Amelia pushed Spencer away in mock petulance.

Spencer shook his head with a laugh and hugged her from behind. "All right, I'll give you the answer you want as soon as I can."

"It just can't be right now."

"My career is on the rise. The company has decided to promote one of us—me or my archrival—to deputy president of the branch office."

"I got word that Bernard wants to promote me."

"Because the way I dote on my wife has built me the image of a perfect husband in his eyes, and his wife is very pleased with me too."

"So I can't kick that old woman out yet. I need her to help me keep up the perfect-husband image."

"Hmph, and haven't I helped you too?"

"To dig up information for you, I even sacrificed my body and slept with the higher-ups."

"Baby, I know how good you are to me, but this is all for our future too!"