Natasha rubbed her tired eyes as she left her office. She couldn't believe she had worked

overtime on her birthday; her husband would be a little upset. A notification popped up on

her phone, and she smiled at the credit alert - it was her salary. Now she had enough money

to buy the expensive wristwatch Ethan had always wanted, a gesture to make up for her

lateness.

Deciding with gladness, she took a cab to the store. Her car had developed a fault on her

way to work that morning and might take a few days to repair. "Yes, this is what I want," she

said, pointing at the wristwatch. The staff picked it up from the show glass. She had been

saving up her salary for months to afford the diamond wristwatch. She could imagine the

happiness on Ethan's face when she presented it to him.

"Please package it nicely; it's a gift for my husband," she said, her ringtone cutting her off.

Her mom was calling. She grinned happily, thinking her mother had finally remembered her

birthday. "Hi, Mom." She smiled, handing her card to pay for the wristwatch.

"Hi, you remember Laura's birthday is in a few days, right?" her mom asked. Natasha's smile

faltered. "Huh?"

"I knew you would forget," her mom continued. "Anyway, there's this luxurious bag I want to

get for Laura. It's quite expensive, but I know she'll love it." Natasha felt tears welling up in

her eyes, but she swallowed them back. She should have known her parents only cared

about her sister; they had never remembered her own birthday or shown interest in her life.

"So, why did you call me?" Natasha asked, trying to keep her emotions in check.

"I know you get your salary around this time of the month," her mom said. "I need some

money for the bag. I think the price is..." Natasha cut her off, her annoyance growing.

"I don't have any money to give, Mom," she said firmly.

Her mom's tone turned critical. "What do you mean by that? Don't you get paid at work? Will

you be selfish to your own sister? I'll send you the price when I confirm. Send the money

tomorrow or next."

Before Natasha could respond, her mom ended the call. Natasha shut her eyes, trying to

contain her emotions. Everything was always about Laura; her parents only called her when

they needed money. Her mom didn't even remember her birthday, instead focusing on

finding the perfect gift for her "precious" daughter.

The sales associate interrupted her thoughts. "Here is your package, ma'am."

The sight of the gift cheered Natasha up. "All I need is my darling husband," she thought.

"It's high time I stopped caring about my own family."

She hailed another cab and headed home, feeling happy. She wondered if Ethan had

prepared a surprise for her as she walked into the quiet compound. As she opened the door

to the living room, she saw a pair of heels on the floor. Still wondering if they had a visitor,

she heard strange sounds from the kitchen.

Natasha froze when she saw the scene before her: Ethan and Laura were kissing

passionately, half-naked. The gift fell from her trembling hands, finally catching the duo's

attention.

"When did you come in? Why didn't you come with your car?" Ethan threw questions at her,

annoyance etched on his face. Natasha had ruined his fun.

Laura rolled her eyes as she adjusted her bra. Natasha felt a wave of shock wash over her,

her mind racing. "What is going on here? E...Ethan...please...please tell me this is a

nightmare." Her voice trembled, and she felt disorganized and shattered.

Ethan shrugged nonchalantly. "You can't blame me. You're the cause of this."

Natasha's eyes widened in outrage. "What?! Are you crazy? This is my sister!" She yelled,

tears streaming down her face.

Ethan's expression turned cold. "Well, she's the one who's always here for me when you're

spending your entire time in that stupid office. See the time you got home?"

Natasha's anger boiled over. "That stupid office is where I get money to take care of you and

your needs!"

Ethan sneered. "I have other needs too, and Laura is the one taking care of that."

Laura pulled Ethan closer, kissing his lips, and Natasha felt her knees weaken.

"Laura...that's my husband," she whispered, her voice barely audible as she fought back

tears.

Laura laughed mockingly. "A husband you can't produce children for? Come on, sis."

Natasha's eyes narrowed. "What do you mean by that?"

Laura's smile was cruel. "I mean you're infertile! You've been married for two years, and you

can't even produce a child."

"Oh, my god!" Tasha stumbled backward, grasping a chair for support as tears streamed

down her face. She couldn't hold them back anymore.

Laura sneered, "You don't know how to keep a man, sis. You would've lost him to another

woman anyway. Be thankful I stepped in." She wrapped her arms around Ethan, laughing.

Then, Laura turned to Tasha, a sly grin spreading across her face. "Hey, sis, I have a great

idea. Why don't we just have an open marriage? You make money for the family, while Ethan

and I make the babies. We'll be one big happy family."

Ethan chuckled, seemingly amused. "That's a good idea."

Tasha's tears dried as her anger ignited. They weren’t worth it. She sprang up, her voice firm

and commanding. "Now, you two shameless animals, get out of here this instant!!"

Laura and Ethan exchanged surprised glances, taken aback by Tasha's strength and

authority.

“Did you just call us animals!” Ethan took threatening steps towards her, his face reddening.

“Yes, I did, because that’s exactly what you are!” Tasha stood firm, her eyes blazing with

anger. “I can’t believe you’d cheat on me with my sister, Ethan. You’re a complete animal!”

Ethan's expression twisted in a mixture of anger and defensiveness. “You don’t have to be

so angry, this is clearly your fault. You’re never around, and you can’t even produce a child.

You pushed me to…”

Tasha's anger boiled over, and she slapped him across the face. Ethan's eyes widened in

shock, his cheeks stinging from the blow.

“I’ll call my lawyer, and the divorce papers will be sent to you tomorrow,” Tasha said, her

voice icy. “Take that slut and get out of my house!”

Ethan and Laura exchanged shocked glances. They had never seen Tasha look so cold and

dangerous. The sweet, gentle woman they knew had transformed in seconds.

Laura watched the scene unfold with mixed emotions, while Ethan struggled to find his next

words. “Look, you can’t divorce me,” he said finally, his voice laced with desperation.

“Remember the family bond? Just calm down and let’s talk it out.” His cheeks still throbbed

from the slap.

“To hell with the family bond! Get out of my house this instant!” Tasha roared, her annoyance

boiling over.

Laura finally tried to intervene, “Sis, it hasn’t gotten to this. Let’s just…” But Tasha cut her off.

“Don’t you ever call me that again in your pathetic life,” Tasha spat, her eyes blazing. “If you

don’t leave now, wait till the police get here.” She searched her purse for her phone and

started dialing.

Ethan panicked, not wanting the situation to escalate further. “Fine, we’ll go. Call me when

you clear your head,” he said hastily, throwing on his shirt and fleeing with Laura.