Chapter 2 Sister, there is really no relationship between me and my brother-in-law.

"Suit yourself!"

Jason shot a deep, piercing look at Madelyn before slamming the door and storming out.

Madelyn wiped the tears from her face with a fierce swipe. She swore to herself that she would never shed another tear for this man again.

She got up, took a shower, and began packing all her belongings into a suitcase. Just as she zipped it shut, she heard a noise downstairs.

At first, she thought it was Jason, but moments later, a woman's voice echoed down the hallway. "Madelyn, are you there?"

It was Rebecca.

Madelyn ignored her, finishing the zipper on her suitcase before standing up. Her face was icy and distant as she opened the door.

Rebecca stood outside, looking startled.

She had never seen Madelyn so indifferent. For a moment, she froze, cautiously studying Madelyn's expression.

"Madelyn, are you upset?"

"If you can tell, then don't bother me," Madelyn replied, shooting her a glance before brushing past her and heading downstairs.

"Madelyn, wait! I know you're upset, but I want to explain," Rebecca called after her, her voice tinged with sadness and fragility, as if she were the one being wronged.

"Madelyn, there's nothing between Jason and me. If you're thinking of divorcing him because of some misunderstanding, please don't do it."

Madelyn's grip on the suitcase handle tightened, her heart aching once again.

So Jason had already told Rebecca about the divorce.

Rebecca continued, her tone soft and innocent:

"That time, I had a terrible stomachache and was craving something sweet, so Jason took me to get dessert. We went to this bakery that holds special memories for us from high school. It wasn't that he didn't want to take you-it's just that we didn't want to upset you, knowing you went to a small-town high school... "

Her voice was gentle, almost pitiful.

"And that time we went out together? It was just a misunderstanding. Some of our old college friends had come back from abroad, so we all went out for dinner. It wasn't intentional to leave you at home. It's just that you didn't know them, and we didn't want you to feel awkward."

Her explanation seemed reasonable on the surface, but every word was laced with subtle condescension.

She was flaunting it-her shared history with Jason, their countless memories, the things Madelyn could never have.

"Do you take me for a fool? What exactly are you trying to say? Do you really think I can't see through you?"

Madelyn sneered, her voice icy. Without another word, she raised her hand and slapped Rebecca across the face.

She was done pretending to be the perfect sister.

Rebecca stumbled to the side, clutching her cheek in shock. She couldn't believe Madelyn had actually hit her. She stood there, utterly stunned, unable to believe Madelyn had actually hit her!

"What are you doing, Madelyn?"

At that moment, Connor appeared at the top of the stairs.

He had just arrived, only to witness Madelyn striking Rebecca. His anger flared instantly, his fists clenching as he glared at Madelyn. "How dare you lay a hand on your sister? She owes you nothing! She knew Jason before you did! It's only natural for them to be close!"

Madelyn's expression remained cold as she retorted," And what exactly do I owe you all?"

"How can you say that?" Connor's fury boiled over, and he looked as though he was about to lash out.

Rebecca quickly grabbed his arm, trying to calm him down. "Connor, I've already explained everything to Madelyn. She'll calm down once she comes to her senses. Don't blame her!"

Though she appeared to be mediating, her words only added fuel to the fire. Madelyn let out a bitter laugh.