My Husband Has an Overstepping Sister

On our third wedding anniversary, my husband Brandon Robinson invited a bunch of friends over for a party. Everyone was having fun playing games, and the rule was to reveal a private secret about someone there.

When it was Elsa Johnson's turn, she pointed at Brandon's lower body. "Brandon has a crescent-shaped birthmark right there, in a very private spot."

After saying this, Elsa collapsed on the sofa laughing. Brandon pretended to be angry, got up and pounced on Elsa, giving her butt a playful slap.

I froze. That birthmark of Brandon's was indeed very private - you really couldn't see it unless you looked carefully. I only discovered it a year after we got married.

Sensing my mood change, everyone stopped fooling around.

Elsa shrugged casually. "Zoey, don't overthink it. Before you two got married, someone drugged Brandon once, and I had no choice but to help him out. But don't worry, he definitely saved his first time for you."

Then she pointed at her own lips. "I used this back then - it wore me out."

I felt my stomach turn and nearly threw up. I threw my wine glass directly at Elsa.

"Sorry, my hand slipped. I was just trying to help you rinse your mouth."

Chapter One

Elsa screamed in shock: "Zoey, are you crazy!"

Brandon immediately grabbed tissues to clean Elsa up, and didn't forget to glare at me viciously.

"Zoey, it's just a game. Why are you throwing a fit!"

"A game?" I snorted coldly. "The game might be fake, but what she said is real. How long before we got married did this happen?"

I clearly felt Brandon's body stiffen. He impatiently threw down the tissue in his hand. "That's enough. It's our anniversary - do you have to ruin it? Apologize to Elsa now."

"I did nothing wrong, why should I apologize! That birthmark is in such a private spot, I don't believe she could have found it in just one time..."

"Enough!" Brandon roared, and a sharp slap echoed through the entire hall.

Everyone was shocked. I covered my burning face and looked at Brandon in disbelief. He actually hit me! In three years of marriage, this was the first time he'd laid a hand on me.

"Do you know how dangerous it was when I got drugged! If Elsa hadn't sacrificed herself to save me, I wouldn't even be standing here today."

Elsa carefully tugged at Brandon's sleeve. "Don't be angry, Brandon. It's all my fault. Don't let this little thing ruin your marriage."

Brandon's anger seemed to instantly disappear. He tenderly tucked Elsa's wet hair behind her ear. "Don't worry, I won't let you suffer any injustice."

The next second, Brandon kicked my knee. My legs buckled and he pressed down on my shoulder, forcing me to kneel before Elsa.

"You don't want to apologize? Fine! Then let Elsa get even!"

My knee hit the marble floor with a thud. The pain almost brought tears to my eyes. Before I could react, Brandon grabbed Elsa's hand, and a glass of wine slowly poured over my head.

Elsa panicked and let go of the glass. The shattered pieces exploded in front of me, some flying onto my arm and leaving bloody scratches.

But Brandon acted like he couldn't see it, lovingly cupping Elsa's face.

"Sorry you had to go through that. Feel better now?"

Elsa looked down at me, tears still on her face, but the corners of her mouth curved up slightly.

That expression was so quick, I almost thought I'd imagined it.

"Zoey, I'm sorry, this is all my fault. Please get up."

No one noticed that Elsa pulled my hand and pressed it onto the broken glass. The pain made me gasp.

Brandon pulled Elsa up, completely ignoring my bleeding palm. "You're my savior - what could you have done wrong!"

I endured the pain and slowly stood up. "Brandon, today you can only choose one of us - me or Elsa!"

Brandon froze, his eyes full of impatience at my unreasonableness.

In that moment, I understood everything. I turned and left without even grabbing my coat.

Someone urged Brandon, "Go after Zoey. It's so late, it's too dangerous for her to be out alone."

Brandon's cold voice came from behind. "Don't bother with her. She doesn't even have parents - where can she go without me?"

I paused mid-step. Brandon, you're wrong.

I do have parents. I just gave up my family to be with you.