Married To My Ex-Husband’s Rival

Chapter One

Amber’s POV.

It was already 10 p.m., and Kayden had still not gotten back from work, causing me to worry. I tried to call him several times, but he wasn’t picking up his calls, which made me very worried. He never took this long to pick up my calls, and whenever he had to stay out late, he would always inform me beforehand.

I’m not one to overthink, but for some reason, I had a bad feeling that something wasn’t right, and it made me restless. I made up my mind to head to his office. After driving for about half an hour, my black sedan car finally came to a halt in front of my husband’s company.

I walked into the company and noticed that there weren’t that many people around, but I had expected it since it was already past 10 p.m., and most of the employees would have gone home by this time, except the security guards.

I arrived in front of his office and slowly turned the doorknob, just in case Kayden was busy in his office and didn’t want to be interrupted.

“Ahh. Harder, baby. Keep pounding me right there!” I heard it as soon as I turned the door open halfway.

I froze on the spot, not wanting to believe that what I was hearing was real. I sharply inhaled and exhaled, pushing the door open further so that I could confirm whether or not I was really just hearing things or if what I thought was happening was happening.

I finally gathered the courage to push the door open completely, and my eyes grew ten times wider when I was met with the familiar faces of both my husband and my younger sister, having sex on his

office table.

They didn’t even notice that I had walked in on them because they were too engrossed in having sex and moaning like two crazed people.

“Kayden, Marlene,” I managed to call out.

Kayden and Marlene halted and turned their heads when they noticed someone had walked in on them. Kayden had a surprised look on his face, as he wasn’t expecting me to suddenly show up, but as for Marlene, she had a nonchalant look on her face, almost as though she had been waiting for me to finally find out.

“Amber,” Kayden stuttered, pulling himself out of Marlene, who let out a soft moan.

“What’s going on here, Kayden? “Why are you and my sister in your damn office?” I asked, saying the first words that came to mind.

“I…I don’t know what to tell you, Amber, but I hope you understand,” Kayden responded, causing me to furrow my brows in confusion.

“W…what did you just say?” I asked, hoping I heard wrong. I was trying not to stutter, but I was too furious to help myself.

“Exactly what you heard, Amber. I know you’re hurt right now, but this is something that you were bound to find out about sooner or later. It’s high time you know that Kayden and I love each other, and we hope you’ll understand,” Marlene chimed in, not bothering to pretend to be sympathetic towards me, her sister.

I wanted to say something, but nothing was coming to mind, and I just stood there, replaying Marlene’s words over and over again in my head.

“Let me do the talking, babe,” Kayden whispered to Marlene.

“What exactly do you want to say to me, Kayden? What explanation can you give me for something so obvious?” I questioned, raising my voice a little more than I intended to.

“I know nothing I say will make you feel any better, but I need to be honest with you. Our marriage, Amber, wasn’t supposed to happen, and you know it. I forced myself into this marriage even though I loved someone else—your sister. We’ve been together for a while now,” Kayden confessed, his words like a dagger to my heart.

The urge to cry overwhelmed me, but I fought back the tears. “So, you’re telling me that all this time we’ve been married, you and my sister have been together behind my back? Is that it, Kayden?” I asked, my voice shaking with emotion.

“It’s the truth, Amber. As painful as it is, your marriage with me was never real. My heart has always been with Marlene. I hope you can understand that,” Kayden replied, his words like a final blow. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

“I hope you two rot in hell,” I muttered shakily before turning to leave. But Kayden’s last words made me pause briefly.

“I hope you find your happiness,” he said, a feeble attempt at consolation. Enraged, I ripped off one of my heels and hurled it at him with all my strength.

“Damn you!” I screamed furiously, storming out of the office and slamming the door behind me.

With only one leg of my heels, I walked back to my car and let out the tears I had been holding.

***

Three Months Later…

“I am at peace, I’m happy, I’m alive. I’m… I’m…” I paused.

“You’re what, Amber? Keep going,” Alison Jones, my close friend and therapist, encouraged. We’d been in her office for over half an hour, and I couldn’t seem to finish that sentence past “I’m alive.”

Therapy had become a lifeline for me in the last few weeks since my divorce from Kayden was finalized. Alison was the only person I could confide in.

“I get what you’re trying to achieve, Ali, but I can’t fake positivity right now,” I admitted honestly, and she sighed.

“Can you tell me exactly what comes to mind when you think of your sister?” she asked, her gaze piercing.

“I hate her,” I replied after a few moments of contemplation.

“Care to explain why?” she inquired, and I scowled.

“Why should that even be a question? I hate her because she betrayed me by sleeping with my husband,” I retorted.

Alison sighed. “I need you to be very honest with me, Amber. Do you only hate her for the affair and betrayal, or is there something deeper fueling your anger?”

“I don’t think any other reasons matter. It’s all because of what she did with my husband,” I snapped, not wanting to delve into unnecessary details.

“Let me ask you this, Amber, and be honest. Before the affair, has your sister ever done anything that made you almost hate her?” Alison probed.

I sighed. “We’re sisters, Alison. Of course, she did things that upset me, but I never hated her for it. We fought like siblings do,” I replied.

“That wasn’t the answer to my question. Has there been a time when you truly resented or almost hated your sister for something she said or did to you?” Alison pressed, and I hesitated.

“Marlene and I grew up together. Two years after my mother died, my dad suddenly brought her mother into our lives. They got married, and Marlene was born a few months later. We did everything together, but as we grew up, things changed. We stopped talking as much, and her attitude toward me shifted. She made me feel like I was to blame for my mom’s death and said hurtful things about my appearance. I chose to ignore it because I loved her,” I admitted, my voice wavering.

“Okay, Amber, I hear you. There’s something I found out today, and I want to share it with you before you hear it elsewhere. It might be a shock, so stay calm,” Alison said, leaving me bewildered.

“What are you talking about, Ali? What’s this news?” I asked, eager to know.

“You’ve been off social media, right?” she inquired.

“Yes, I deactivated my accounts, but what does that have to do with anything?” I replied.

“Take a look at this,” she handed me her phone, and I glanced at the screen. The first thing I saw was a picture of Kayden and Marlene.

‘Billionaire and business mogul, Kayden Black, set to wed Marlene Grey this Saturday.’

A surge of anger, disappointment, and embarrassment washed over me. Tears welled up, but I also felt an overwhelming desire to confront them.

“Can you believe this, Ali? It’s only been a month since my divorce from that bastard, and they’re already getting married,” I exclaimed, my voice trembling and my eyes fixed on their picture.

“I understand you’re upset, but please try to calm down,” Alison advised.

“Don’t tell me what to do, Ali!” I snapped, my anger misplaced.

“Do you realize how painful it is that they didn’t even consider me once and acted like I never existed?” I said, my voice filled with pain. Alison sighed.

“So what will you do, Amber? Your anger is justified, but will it change anything?” she asked, and I chuckled bitterly.

“I won’t let them get away with this betrayal. I won’t sit quietly while they have their happily ever after,” I vowed, my determination unwavering.

“Thank you for trying to help, Ali, but my anger and pain won’t subside until I see Marlene and Kayden pay for making me a fool,” I declared, getting up to leave, but she stopped me.

“Don’t let them have so much power over you,” she urged.

“They already do, Ali, but not for long,” I replied, gently removing her hand and leaving her office.