Lara discovered that her husband, Jack , was cheating on her.
He was having an affair with a university student named Emily Carter.
On Jack's birthday, Laura had prepared a dining table full of food, cake, and fruit. Suddenly, Jack's phone rang — a call from Emily.
When Laura read the message from that student, it said:
"I hurt myself while baking the cake. Ouch! Ohhh!"
The message was accompanied by a picture.
The photo did not show her face — only her legs.
Emily was wearing white socks, black high heels, and a blue-and-white short college skirt, with her legs slightly exposed, revealing well-shaped thighs with extreme allure.
Her words and the photo together were highly suggestive, leaving no doubt about her seductive intentions.
It is said that many successful businessmen prefer this type of women when choosing their mistresses.
Lara clenched the phone so tightly that her fingertips turned pale.
Buzz.
A new message arrived from the university student:
"Mr. Jack, let's meet tonight at the Sky Hotel. I'll celebrate your birthday with you."
Today was Jack's birthday, and while his wife was preparing a celebration at home, his mistress was planning a party outside.
Lara grabbed her bag and headed straight to the Sky Hotel.
She wanted to see everything with her own eyes.
She wanted to know exactly who that university girl was!
When Lara reached the Sky Hotel and was about to go inside, she suddenly ran into her parents, Tom and sara . Surprised, she asked quickly:
"Mom, Dad, what are you doing here?"
Sara said: "Lara, your sister came back from abroad, we brought her here with us."
Lara looked through the shiny glass and saw Emily inside, and froze in her place.
was wearing the same blue-and-white skirt that had appeared in the picture message.
So, the university student wasn't anyone else but Emily.
Beautiful since birth, Emily had truly earned her nickname "The Red Rose" of the New York — and more importantly, she had the most beautiful legs in town, admired by countless men.
And today, she had used those very legs to seduce her sister's husband.
Lara let out a bitter laugh, then turned toward her parents and said:
"it seems i'm the last one to know"
William said hesitantly:
"Lara, Mr Jack never truly loved you."
Sara added:
"That's right... you know how many women in this New York throw themselves at Jack. instead of going to a stranger, he chose.. your sister."
Lara clenched her fists and cried:
"i'm also your daughter!"
Then she turned and left without looking back.
Suddenly, Sarah called out from behind:
"Lara, tell me… has Jack ever touched you before?"
Lara froze in her steps.
William intervened with a stern tone:
"I don't think we wronged you. In the past, Jack and Emily were considered the perfect couple. But after the accident that left him in a coma, we had no choice but to make you marry him instead."
Sara looked at Lara with disdain and said:
"Look at yourself. In three years of marriage, you've been nothing more than a housewife orbiting around your husband, while Emily became a principal ballet dancer. How can you even compete with her? Return Jack to her immediately!"
Her words stabbed Lara's heart like knives, and she left with tears shimmering in her eyes.
When Lara returned to the villa, night had already fallen. She had given the maid the day off, leaving her alone in the house without turning on a singel light, surrounded by silence and a chilling emptiness.
She sat alone in the darkness at the dining table.
The table was full, but the food had gone cold.
Beside it sat a cake she had baked with her own hands, the words written on it: "Happy Birtheday, My Dear Husband."