When I got home from visiting Mom’s grave, the last thing I wanted to hear was another round of moaning echoing through the house.
Lucas was getting more shameless by the day, now bold enough to bring her back to our home like it was nothing.
I told myself to hold it in.
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Just wait, wait until John secured the inheritance rights, and then I would leave this piece of trash for good.
However, the moment I saw Marilyn digging through my closet and pulling out Mom’s fa- vorite dress and then cutting slits into it with scissors to turn it into some cheap, revealing outfit, I snapped.
Slap!
I slapped her hard across the face.
“Take. It. Off.”
Like always, she turned on the tears and threw a fit.
“Mr. Callahan, if you don’t defend me, I won’t go on living!”
She ran out of the villa sobbing dramatically.
Lucas, for once, did not scold me.
Because even he knew how much that dress meant to me.
“Don’t be mad. I’ll buy you a new one tomorrow,” he muttered, before hurrying out after her.
It was late, and he was probably more afraid she would do something dumb than anything else.
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Yet, truthfully, he had already grown tired of her constant drama.
She would find any excuse to kick up a fuss every day, and honestly, he was exhausted.
The fantasy of the goddess who saved him back then was starting to crack.
Sometimes, even Lucas started having doubts.
Did the private investigator he hired back then mess up?
So, half a month ago, he secretly brought in another detective to double–check.
Once Lucas left, the villa fell into silence.
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I stared at the ruined dress, and fury surged in me like a volcano ready to erupt.
I grabbed my phone and called, “Adam, come over. I need you.”
Ten minutes later, Adam arrived and hoisted me up onto his shoulder.
“Natasha, tonight I’ll show you what real happiness feels like!”
An hour passed, and I was worn out, but Adam was still going strong.
He gently kissed the sweat from my forehead.
“So, tell me who does it better, me or Lucas?”
“Y–You…”
I did not dare keep quiet, as this man had a wicked streak.
If I did not give him what he wanted, he would find a hundred new ways to tease me.
It drove me crazy in the best and worst ways.
Two hours later, while Lucas was still coaxing Marilyn through her tears, his phone buzzed with an email from the second detective.
“The girl who saved you was Natasha Beragon. Marilyn is just the niece of the first investi- gator. You’ve been played… ”
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The email came with solid proof, but Lucas could not bring himself to read past the first line.
He shot up from the couch and raced home. He did not even settle scores with Marilyn for lying to him.
He needed to say sorry to Natasha.
He wanted to tell her he was wrong, and that she was the one he truly loved.
They would grow old together and have a house full of children.
However, the moment he stepped into the bedroom, he froze.
Natasha was sprawled on the bed, covered in the marks of passion. At the same time, her face was glowing with tired satisfaction.
Next to her, Adam stood tall, proudly flexing his sculpted abs.
“Lucas, go ahead and take care of business out there.
“I’ve got things handled in here.”
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