Calista

The most devastating thing in the world? It's when your husband would rather masturbate into another woman's panties than touch his own wife.
"Irene, fuck, faster..." he panted.
His hand moved up and down, up and down, until the lacy leopard-print fabric was slick with his release.
But the real horror hit me when I processed the name. Irene. That was his stepsister.
And she had just moved in with us a few days ago...

On our wedding anniversary, my husband brought his mistress home and humiliated me in every way possible.
I endured it all. After all, ours was just a marriage of convenience.
But when they publicly announced that the adopted son I had lovingly cared for was actually their biological child, I finally snapped.
"All these years, I've been raising a child for you two adulterers?"
My husband looked at me with contempt. "So what? It's your fault you couldn't conceive. I had to have a child with someone else."
Watching their happy little family of three, my heart died. I decided to leave.
But as I gently cradled my pregnant belly, about to leave this place for good, my husband blocked my path, his eyes bloodshot with fury. "You'd better explain—whose bastard are you carrying in there?"

On the day of my engagement, I died in the sea.
The last scene I witnessed before death was the silhouette of my fiancé protecting his first love as they walked away.
Perhaps it was resentment and unwillingness that allowed me to be reborn on the day of my engagement.
In this life, I will rewrite my destiny!

After one night, I found myself pregnant with a stranger's child.
To make matters worse, my fiancé rejected me in front of everyone, choosing my own sister instead.
With a shattered heart, I fled the country to escape it all.
Three years later, I returned with my daughter, only to be confronted by the man who once cast me aside. He grabbed my hand, his eyes wide with disbelief. "Whose child is this? And why does she look exactly like me?"

Dear readers,
I will be taking a short break from updates as I'm currently recovering from a recent C-section.
I'm so sorry for the pause and deeply appreciate all your love and support for my work. Thank you for your understanding!