My Husband and Brothers Chose My Wicked Sister, I Left Them for a New Love

Clearly,it was Fiona who broke the vase,yet she clutched her cut hand and said I pushed her.My brothers punished me by making me kneel on the shards all night.

On my eighteenth birthday,it was Fiona who threw the cake into the trash,yet with red eyes she claimed I deliberately ruined her celebration.My brothers forced me to pick the cake out of the garbage and eat it.

Countless times!

In this family,no one had ever been willing to believe me.

Back then,when the naïve me went to Jason for help,the words he spoke were almost the same as now.

"Isn’t this your fault?Callista,I regret being friends with you.You’re always lying."

Ethan heard my murmur.He had intended to sneer with disdain.

But when his gaze met my hollow,numb eyes,his throat caught.The words of mockery stuck and his hand instinctively loosened.

I slowly stood up,my voice unnervingly calm."Since you all believe I’m the one at fault,then I won’t stay here in your way anymore.From now on…I’ll never be in your way again."

The room fell into a brief silence.

Simon frowned,clearly dismissing my words as nothing more than stubborn refusal to admit fault.

With an impatient wave of his hand,he said coldly,"Enough,stop pretending to be pitiful.Go home and reflect!Don’t ruin today’s atmosphere."

Fiona pressed her lips together,the flicker of a smile in her eyes concealed flawlessly.She seemed utterly certain that no matter what I said or did,it would only ever be taken as a joke.

Jason’s gaze darkened,lingering on me for a moment,yet he did not speak up to stop any of it.He locked his phone and anyone standing behind him would have seen that he never once tapped the record button.

I neither knew nor cared anymore as I staggered toward the door.

The last thing I saw was Fiona’s triumphant gaze.Her lips moved silently,forming words that meant:See?You,Callista,will never beat me.

But Fiona,I no longer wish to fight you for these men who never loved me.If I could make a birthday wish too,then I would wish that I could live the rest of my life in happiness—never again entangled with Jason,Simon,or Ethan.

Not a single person cared about my departure.

The night wind was cold as I hailed a cab and sent the agreement straight to the law firm.

The lawyer flipped through the documents and after confirming there were no issues,he solemnly stamped it with his seal.

After that,I went alone to the City Hall to sever ties with the Corvin Family.

The procedures were so complicated,the required paperwork so endless,that I almost felt like giving up halfway.

But with Ronald’s assistant arranging everything,the process unfolded step by step—authentication,signatures,archiving…each stage handled with impeccable order.

"Miss Corvin,are you certain you want to sever this relationship?This is an irreversible decision,"the staff member asked one last time.

I smiled,my gaze unwavering."Yes.From today onward,I will have nothing more to do with them."

When the red seal came down,it was as though I heard a faint snap deep inside me—a string breaking.

Relieved,yet hollow.

By the time the paperwork was done,dawn had already broken.

I returned to that cold,lifeless house and began packing my belongings.There wasn’t much I could take with me anyway—most of the clothes and jewelry were gifts from them and I wanted none of it.

After placing the divorce certificate and the documents of severed ties neatly on my desk,I picked up my suitcase and quietly closed the door behind me.

When I stepped out of the Corvin residence,the sky had fully brightened.The first ray of morning light fell across my face,like a rebirth.

I did not look back.

No one knew that I had truly left.