Breaking The Bond, I Avenged The Unfaithful Mate

The next evening, I finally finished my pending work and came back home almost exhausted. I was planning to get some sleep. But nature played a joke on me. When I entered our bedroom, I felt nauseous with the disgusting smell of Vanilla and Peach scent. I encountered Lilith and Ethan hugging each other closely, whereas Lilith's hair was messy and she was covered with a blanket in our bed where Ethan and I had been sleeping since our marriage. Their scent was so heavy that they almost suffocated me.

For a moment, the world shattered around me. Widening my eyes, I screamed.

“Ethan!” I rushed to him, holding his collar and making him come out of the bed.

“So you finally crossed the line?” I pushed him into a wall and screamed my heart out.

Before I reacted more, Ethan held my hand taking the charge.

“Genelia, are you paranoid or what?” Ethan’s wolf growled, “Can't you see that Lilith is feverish. I am just comforting her.”

“You are comforting her by hugging? Even in our bedroom and our bed” I really wanted to get the hook, “Ethan, did you notice how smelly the room is? If someone doesn't know, they would feel that you are making love!”

“Genelia! Shut the fuck up!” Ethan raised his hand to slap me but it stopped midway, realising he had gone overboard, Ethan bit his lips, “Gene…Genelia, be sober. You have gone crazy.”

Even though his voice was still cold, the aggressiveness subsided.

Meanwhile, I…was too exhausted to react.

“Genelia, don't blame Ethan.” Taking the chance of our silence, Lilith said, feigning her innocence, “It’s me who gets sick while swimming. Ethan was just making me feel good.”

The same story everyday! I stumbled back manytimes but now they were just tales to me.

“Okay. Do whatever you want.” I waved my hands away. There was nothing I could do aside from leaving. I didn't know this Ethan anymore nor did he love me.

“It's all my fault! Genelia, I know you don't like me but please don't argue for me.” Falling on the floor, Lilith sobbed her lungs out. She should be awarded as the best actress. Squinting my nose, I just wanted to leave but Ethan grabbed my wrist, hissing in anger, “Genelia, apologise to Lilith for making her uncomfortable.”

I frowned, it was alright for her to hug my husband in our bedroom but I had to apologise for voicing it out. My wolf couldn't hold back her fang anymore.

“Ethan, I won't apologise.” I chewed those words, “I didn't do anything wrong.”

He narrowed his eyes, almost wanting to hit me, “Genelia, don't make me angry.”

“Fuck your angry ass!” I cursed him, intending to snatch my hand away but Ethan gripped it tighter.

“Say whatever but you can't leave until you apologise.” He hissed.

“Well, don't make things ugly.” Lilith uttered with her sugar-coated voice, the smirk underneath her masked face mocked me several times, “Genelia, you don't have to apologise. How about you make me some dumplings, I am craving it now.”

She let out the most innocent smile, hiding her venomous nature.

Ethan's gaze immediately softened when he pinched her nose softly, “You little fairy, always let go of others easily.”

She acted coquettishly, clinging to him. I watched them with an unbothered expression. But the moment Ethan averted his gaze to me again, it was stone cold.

“Go make it.” He wrapped his hands around her waist, making her sit on the bed “You are free anyway.”

“Okay.” Looking at him indifferently, I made my way to the kitchen before stopping for the last time, “Do you want something else?”

I didn't turn my back.

“No,” She was almost bouncing in joy.

‘This is the last time I will make this for you.’ I thought about the day when Ethan saved me from the foreign wolf pack.

I was grateful to him for taking the blow for me. He was bedridden almost two months. Due to that, his wolf spirit was weak and Lilith left him. During the time I took care of the hurt, depressed Ethan, made him strong physically and mentally. We fell in love and got married shortly after he regained his reputation. Now everything was nothing but a joke. He still had Lilith in his heart.

Ethan came in the kitchen, holding my hand, he mumbled, “Genelia, Lili is still a child. Can't you just be generous and give in to her?”

I already gave her my Alpha. What else did she want?

“Okay. I will give her everything.” I no longer wanted to make scenes. Since I already decided to leave, it didn't matter what Lilith wanted.

Ethan pondered for a while before blurting out, “Do you need help?”

“No, go back and accompany her.” I didn't continue focusing on my work.

I noticed Ethan leaving, looking at his back, I sighed.

After I made the dumplings and served them, I took my bag to leave.

“Genelia, please eat with us.” Lilith murmured cheerfully.

“I’m not hungry.” I dismissed, proceeding to leave.

“Let me drop you.” Ethan stood up and came forward.

Before I could respond, Lilith collapsed.

“Lili!” Ethan shoved me away. Hurting my shoulder, he rushed to her and carried her in his arms before taking her to the hospital.

My old injury spiked up, rolling in pain, my shoulder almost felt numb.

I could barely drag myself to the hospital.

“Wow! You just got discharged and managed to bring yourself here again.” The doctor scolded me, he had the obvious reason.

Since it was not a serious injury, I came back home and took a hot shower. Lying in the bed, I saw Lilith flaunting her social media again:

[Love is like the spring. Find someone who can be your flower.]

She was in the hospital, beside her, Ethan was looking at her with worried eyes.

The next moment, I received a pack of white sauce pasta. I looked at the packet, my stomach churned, almost vomiting. He might have forgotten how I couldn't have greasy food because of my gastric ulcer.

The next moment, my phone buzzed, Lilith again posted another picture of a table full of different types of pasta.

[He Knows My Favourite!! >⁠.⁠<]

I took the unsealed box, tossed it in the trash can.

Heading upstairs, I made a call to my assistant, Ryan.

“Luna, why are you calling me so late?” He had been with me since I was married to Ethan, the flower boy, four years younger than me.

“Ryan, do me a favour. Consult with Elder Anastasia.” I clutched the wedding dress.

“Why? All of a sudden?” His voice was anxious.

“Ryan, tell him to prepare a divorce paper.” My gaze was frosty.