My “Dead” Husband Was Sleeping With His Brother's FiancéE
The day before our third wedding anniversary, my husband, Rhodes Calloway, disappeared in a private jet crash.
The jet plunged off a cliff, and his body was never found.
When Blaise Calloway, Rhodes’s identical twin brother, came to break the tragic news, exhaustion and grief filled his eyes. Afraid that I might do something foolish after losing my husband, he kindly insisted that I move into his mansion with him and his pregnant fiancée, Faye Vale.
Grateful to Blaise, I devoted myself to caring for the household and looking after Faye throughout her pregnancy, even more caring than a servant.
Until one night, as I passed by their bedroom, I heard Faye’s giggles from inside.
“Rhodes, you really are a genius. Even if Maelle died, she would never have imagined that you would pretend to be your own twin brother just to manipulate her like a fool.”
Leaning lifelessly against the wall, I was stunned to realize that Rhodes was still alive.
The woman I had devoted myself to caring for all these days was not Blaise’s fiancée at all.
She was Rhodes’s mistress.
And I, had foolishly served the two people who had deceived me.
Tears streamed down my face, my heart completely shattered, but I refused to let myself be weak.
Forcing back my tears, I turned and walked away, then called Rhodes’s greatest enemy, Stellan Mercer.
“Your rival, Rhodes, is still alive. But I have something that can completely destroy him and bring Calloway Corporation to its knees.”
I pressed my lips together.
“Do you want to work with me?”
Rhodes had faked his death to deceive me.
So I would make him wish he were really dead.
