A Jealous Mistress Won’t Let My Husband Sleep with Me, but He Regretted It After I Left

My husband and I were about to sleep when suddenly, the door flew open.

A woman stormed in, her face twisted with jealousy. She threw a stack of papers at me and shouted at my husband, “Touch her and I don’t want you anymore!”

Then she pointed at me and said with fury, “I don’t care about your title or marriage, but if you even think about stealing my man, I’ll slap you so hard you won’t show your face again!”

I was frozen in shock. My husband, Javier Gayle, quickly tried to calm her down. “I didn’t even touch her. You know our marriage is arranged. It’s not real.”

My blood ran cold. My heart pounded.

Our marriage had been perfect for years. Three years ago, when my mother-in-law was seriously ill, I stayed abroad to care for her. Day and night, I devoted myself entirely to her.

But now, he said our marriage was not real, as if I was nothing but a joke.

The woman, Milena Sanders, held her head high and said arrogantly, “This is my plan for you. Read it carefully!”

“From now on, you are not allowed to see my man without my permission. If you must, you’ll have to ask me first.”

I looked at Javier, but found not even a little guilt or shame. He only spoke to me coldly, “Milena just loves me too much. She’s used to getting what she wants. Just listen to her from now on.”

I clenched my fists and forced a bitter smile. Fine, Javier. If this marriage is not real, then I won’t play along anymore. Let’s see how you handle it.

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He wrapped his arms around Milena’s waist and gently brushed her nose. “Alright, don’t be mad. It won’t happen again, okay?”

Milena leaned against him and looked at me with a proud, mocking smile.

Their footsteps faded away. I gripped the blanket, trembling. I felt like a small, helpless bird drowning in the middle of a stormy sea.

After staring blankly for a long time, I opened my laptop and began drafting a divorce agreement myself. Before marriage, I was a well-known lawyer and then I left the profession after marriage.

I never thought my first case after all these years would be my own divorce.

And I never imagined that the man I trusted the most would betray me for someone so unreasonable.

On my mother-in-law’s birthday, Javier came home.

At dinner, he held my hand under the table and assured the guests, “The Lorraine Family’s situation won’t affect Saina’s position in the Gayle Family.”

So, they already knew.

Everyone at the table was polite, but I could feel the hidden glances and the faint sympathy.

My mother-in-law even declared loudly in front of everyone, “I don’t care who the biological or adoptive daughter of the Lorraine Family is. One thing is for sure, Saina is my daughter-in-law and she always will be.”

I smiled faintly and said nothing.

They only knew I was a mistaken daughter of the Lorraine Family. The real daughter had returned, but they didn’t know my real parents were even wealthier and more powerful than the Lorraines.

But just forget it, it didn’t matter anymore.

That night, when Javier was about to leave, my mother-in-law insisted he stay in my room.

And he didn’t hold himself back. He pushed me down and kissed my neck roughly, his breath hot against my skin.

I tried to push him away, but he whispered, “Please, don’t tell Milena. She’s jealous. If she finds out, she’ll cause trouble.”

A sense of humiliation and betrayal crushed me. I pushed harder, but it was useless.

He became more aggressive, just like before, leaving me unable to even get out of bed the next day. Just imagining it made my stomach turn with disgust.

Just as I braced myself to fight back again, the door burst open.

Milena caught us red-handed. Again.

Javier panicked and jumped up. His face was strangely flushed with desire and his body trembled.

And then I realized that he must have taken something without even realizing it….