Watching him act as if nothing had happened was eating me alive. A burning rage coursed through my body as I watched my father take my sister and stepmother by the hand and leave together, abandoning me with Alexander.He looked me up and down like I was a mere insect, an insignificant presence. His coldness only intensified the pain inside me. Without thinking, I followed him into the mansion, my chest burning with indignation.“You’re a bastard,” I snapped, my voice breaking with fury. “How could you sleep with my sister on the same day as our wedding? Don’t you have any shame, Alexander?”He stopped cold. When he turned to face me, his gaze pierced through me like a dagger, making me tremble. With an unshaken expression, he slid his hands into his pockets and spoke with a calmness that only made my pain more unbearable.“I didn’t want you to find out like this, but now that you’ve seen us in the room together, I have no choice but to tell you the truth,” he said without hesitation.

When I arrive at the mansion, I say goodbye to Verónica and step out of the car. I watch her vehicle make a U-turn and disappear from sight. I sigh before entering, wishing with all my heart not to run into Alexander. But, as if fate were determined to defy me, the first thing I see as I cross the threshold is Alexander having dinner in the dining room with Arlette. I roll my eyes in frustration and hurry toward the stairs, but his voice stops me."Little sister, I'm so glad you're back. Come have dinner with us—Mary has prepared delicious lobster," he says with fake kindness.I suppress a grimace and respond immediately:"No, thanks. Enjoy."Without waiting for a reply, I finish climbing the stairs and slam my bedroom door shut, locking it behind me. The audacity of those bastards knows no bounds. Not even in this house can I find a moment of peace.Alexander owns several mansions—he could easily go stay in one of them instead of staying here just to torment me. With that thought in