Chapter 1



I caught my husband cheating – right in my best friend's bed.



There was my husband Milo Harrison, who couldn’t get it up for three years, desperately pounding my best friend Gina Reed.



I whipped out my phone and snapped their fucking from every conceivable angle.



Then I packaged the whole collection and sent to Gina's husband.



Along with a sweet message: \[Congratulations, Oliver! Your wife's a genius healer! She juet cure my husband's impotence!\]



"Well, honey, how's your impotence sure cleared up this fast?"



I leaned against the doorframe with a sickeningly sweet tone.



The two naked bodies on the bed instantly froze.



My husband Milo looked at me like he'd seen a ghost, stammering without getting a single word out.



My dear friend Gina was quicker on the uptake – she grabbed the sheets and wrapped them around herself.



"Rita... we can..."



"Don't rush to explain." I pulled out my phone.



"Let me get a picture first. This is the first time in three years of marriage I've seen my husband's dick this... perky."



Milo threw off the covers and lunged for my phone. I nearly got blinded by his swinging penis.



"Whoa there, honey, easy does it. Why so worked up? It's not like I haven't seen it before."



I stepped back.



"Oh wait, actually I haven't seen it like THIS – since you've been keeping your V-card for my bestie this three years. How thoughtful of you."



Gina's cheeks flushed red: "Rita, let me explain. This isn't what you think."



I smiled at her: "Explain what? You sacrificed yourself to cure my husband's ED. I should be kissing your feet in gratitude?"



"You two go on. I'll just call Oliver Harrison and have him come watch his wife's sexy performance."



Gina's face went ghost white.



She was Milo's brother‘s wife, my sister-in-law, and my best friend.



Ah, What a fucking mess of relationships.



"You wouldn't dare!" Milo roared.



I raised an eyebrow: "You did it. Why the hell wouldn't I?"



Gina suddenly threw herself at my legs.



"Rita, please, don't tell Oliver. I know I screwed up."



Looking at my childhood friend, now half-naked and clinging to my legs, I suddenly found it ridiculious.



"Gina, get up first."



I bent down and patted her shoulder: "The floor's cold."



She looked up at me hopefully.



I continued: "With that pitiful face, you’re gonna break my husband’s heart."



Then I turned to leave, and Milo grabbed my arm.



"What are you trying to do? You want to destroy our family?"



I clenched my fists, smiling sweetly.



What a shameless thing to say.



"I need to go to the hospital for some tests to figure out why my husband is impotent with me but fucks everyone else so hard."



Milo's face turned bright red: "Rita Collins, cut the sarcasm!"



"Ohoh, calm down." I held up my phone.



"Want to see the photos I just took? Great composition, angles, lighting – they'd probably go viral on tiktok."



Gina lunged for my phone, but I dodged.



I grinned: "Oh, should I add a caption? How about 'My Husband and Best Friend's Sweet Moments'?"



"You—!" Gina was shaking with rage.



Just then, my phone rang. Oliver's call.



I hit speakerphone: "Hey, Oliver."



"I'm downstairs. What's the apartment number?"



Oliver's deep voice filled the room.



Gina's pupils contracted, her whole body visibly trembling.



Chapter 2



Footsteps echoed from the hallway.



I leisurely leaned on my chair and pulled out my phone, hitting record.



Oliver pushed through the door, his face stone-cold as he scanned the room.



His gaze swept over half-naked Gina, then locked onto his panicked brother's face.



"Bro..."



Milo's voice was shaking like crazy.



Oliver said nothing, just turned to me: "You recording this?"



I blinked, then quickly nodded like a good student: "Yep."



Gina collapsed to the floor, tears streaming down her face.



"Honey, this isn't what you think..."



"Shut up."



Two simple words, but Gina clammed up like someone had grabbed her by the throat.



I sat there watching this unfold, feeling weirdly detached from it all.



I'm the one who got betrayed. I should be the most devastated person here.



But instead, I sat there like a spectator, coldly watching this whole shitshow unfold.



"Both of you, get dressed. Now." Oliver's voice was ice-cold.



Watching them scramble into their clothes, I almost wanted to laugh.



This whole scene felt like a trashy TV drama.



Once they were decent, Oliver grabbed Milo and landed two solid punches across his face.



Then came a brutal knee to the gut. I watched Milo double over, clutching himself, his lips going white.



After years of faking impotence, looks like he might actually achieve it now.



My brother-in-law always seemed so refined and gentle. Who knew he could get this savage when pissed.



After Milo hit the floor, Oliver finally spoke: "Spill it. How long?"



No one answered.



"I asked you how fucking long!" Oliver roared.



Even I jumped.



Gina sobbed: "Three... three years..."



Three years.



Exactly how long Milo and I had been married.



So he'd been lying to me from day one.



All those excuses, all that bullshit about his "condition" – pure lies.



I spoke up, my voice dripping with sarcasm:



"So you two are true love? Started before Milo and I even got married?"



Milo kept his head down.



"Look up! Look at us when we're talking to you!" Oliver bellowed again.



Milo slowly raised his head, eyes full of terror: "Oliver... I..."



"Don't call my name!" Oliver's voice was pure rage.



"You're not my brother, you're a fucking bastard."



Milo went pale as a ghost.



Gina suddenly dropped to her knees: "Honey, I'm sorry... I really know I screwed up..."



I added: "You know you screwed up, or you're just scared now?"



If I hadn't caught them, who knows how long they would've kept us wearing these green hats.



I stood up and faced Oliver: "Got everything on video. Let's go – this place is disgusting."



Oliver nodded and turned to leave.



"Wait! Don't go!" Milo panicked and dropped to his knees.



I turned back with the sweetest smile:



"Stay for what? Watch you and your sister-in-law go for round two?"



"Besides, you want to be with your brother's wife so badly – we're doing you a favor."



"No! Honey, we can't get divorced!" Gina shrieked.



Oliver was more successful than my husband, never let her want for money. Now she probably couldn't bear to give that up.



Guess compared to Milo's love, she cared more about Oliver's bank account.



"You're always working, I got so lonely and made this stupid mistake. Please forgive me just this once, I swear I'll never see him again, please?"



Gina looked absolutely heartbroken, even I felt a little sorry for this ‘poor beauty’.



But Oliver didn't even glance her way.



"No way."



Chapter 3



"You bitch! Get your ass out here!"



Bright and early in the morning, there was screaming and wailing coming from the company lobby.



I was in my office drinking coffee when a colleague told me Gina's mom had come looking for trouble. I nearly spit out my coffee.



This plot development is so melodramatic.



"Rita Collins, you shameless homewrecker! Seducing my son-in-law and destroying my daughter's marriage – do you have any fucking shame left!"



Gina's mother had serious lung power, standing at the reception desk acting on a whole dramatic show.



My colleague Kevin rushed over: "Rita, Gina Reed's mom is downstairs causing a scene, saying you seduced her son-in-law..."



I leisurely set down my coffee cup: "Oh, well then I better go see this."



When I got to the lobby, Gina's mom was wiping away tears while trashing me to anyone who'd listen.



"Everyone listen up! This woman was so jealous that my daughter married into a rich family, so she had to stick her nose in and wreck my daughter's perfect family!"



I leaned against the reception counter, grinning as I watched this comedy show.



The receptionist looked relieved when she saw me: "Mrs. Reed, Manager Collins is here."



Gina's mom whipped around, getting even more pissed when she saw how relaxed I looked: "Well look who finally dares to show her face!"



"Why wouldn't I?" I raised an eyebrow.



"Should I hide like some people do after they get caught doing nasty shit?"



Gina's mom's face turned bright red.



"Stop twisting the facts! My daughter and son-in-law were perfectly happy until you destroyed their family."



I cut straight to the point: "Which son-in-law are we talking about here? The older one or the younger one?"



She looked confused: "What older and younger?"



I had a lightbulb moment: "Oh! You don't know? Let me tell you then."



"Your daughter Gina Reed is married to Oliver Harrison – that's your older son-in-law."



"But she's also screwing Milo Harrison – that's your younger son-in-law."



"So I'm genuinely curious – which son-in-law are you referring to?"



All my colleagues gasped.



Gina's mom's expression shifted: "That's... that's complete bullshit!"



I pulled out my phone.



"Want to see the video? I recorded your daughter getting pounding by the younger son-in-law."



She panicked: "You... don't you dare!"



I continued: "If you really cared about your daughter, you'd go home and tell her to stop stirring up shit."



"The divorce papers are already filed. What's the point of coming here to make a scene?"



She got frantic: "My daughter can't get divorced!"



I laughed: "What is it – can't bear to give up the older son-in-law's money, or think the younger one's not good enough?"



Gina's mom was so mad she stomped her feet, but she knew she wouldn't get anywhere here and stormed off.



My colleagues all looked at me with admiration.



Kevin came over: "Rita, that was fucking awesome!"



I smiled: "Awesome? That's just the warm-up act."



Back in my office, I texted Oliver:



\[Your former mother-in-law just caused a scene at my company.\]



Oliver replied quickly: \[Need me to handle it?\]







My Bestie Sacrifices Her V-Card to 'Heal' My Husband While I Hit My Peak with Her Man