How To Get Revenge On My Sister Who Stole My Husband (16 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 1

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prologue; The Fall

That day was the pinnacle of happiness.

It was the day I married the one I loved amidst blessings and exchanged vows of eternal love.

But that night…

The moment I opened the door to the bedroom prepared for our wedding night, an unimaginable hell unfolded before my eyes.

My younger cousin Danae Uston and Viscount Leonard Klein, who had just become my husband today, were lying on the bed, half-naked and tightly embracing each other.

What in the world was this?

I stood frozen like a statue at the doorway, staring at them blankly.

Perhaps sensing my gaze, the two, who had been whispering sweet nothings while showering each other with light kisses on their exposed skin, quickly sprang up.

My husband Leonard looked back at me with eyes wide as if he’d seen a ghost, while my cousin Danae slowly pulled up her slipped garment. I glared at them one after another and slowly opened my mouth.

“…What is this?”

“…”

“…Explain. Explain to me what’s going on.”

I finally forced the words out through my shock-numbed tongue. My voice trembled uncontrollably.

I tried my best to remain calm as I demanded an explanation from the two who had brought me to this state. Yet Leonard kept his lips tightly shut, eyes cast downward, while Danae merely turned her head aside with a strange smile.

At that sight, I finally lost my composure and shouted loudly.

“What’s going on? I’m asking you what’s happening!”

“…Christine. Calm down first. This is… it’s just…”

At my scream, Leonard scrambled out of the bed in a fluster. I stepped back, avoiding him as he approached, and yelled.

“Calm down? Do I look like I can calm down right now?”

“Christine!”

“How could you! How could you two do this to me!”

Then Danae, who had been watching our standoff, slowly rose from the bed and spoke toward me.

“I get it, so please be quiet for now. Do you really want to spread rumors across the whole estate on your wedding night that your husband cheated on you?”

“…What?”

It was the first time I’d ever heard Danae speak in such a sharp tone.

I asked in disbelief. Danae gave a short, mocking snort and continued.

“You asked what just happened, right? …Yes, that’s right. He and I are in love.”

“…Ha. Since when?”

“For quite a while. Maybe about three months after you officially started dating him?”

There wasn’t a trace of shame or guilt in Danae’s shamelessly confident voice.

I stared at her dumbfounded, unable to find words. Danae gave a slight shrug as if mocking me and said,

“Oh come on, don’t look at me like I’m some sort of indecent woman, older sister. I simply loved him and wanted him. So I acted according to my heart. …After all, love and sneezes can’t be hidden, can they?”

“…So you’ve been meeting him this whole time… behind my back? While deceiving me?”

“Deceiving? I was just being true to my feelings. And Leonard—Renny—was the same.”

Danae softly smiled and gently stroked Leonard’s bare shoulder. Leonard didn’t flinch at all, as if completely accustomed to her touch.

Seeing that, I couldn’t hold back anymore and burst out again in anger.

“How dare you do this to me? How!”

“…Ugh, seriously. You’re so loud. Calm down already. Why are you so worked up, older sister?”

“…What did you say?”

“Well, who told you to come back an hour early? If you’d stayed out as usual, pretending to be kind while chattering away with those lowly maids, none of this would’ve happened.”

“…Danae, you… you!”

Danae’s brazen words left me speechless, my mouth opening and closing uselessly.

At the sight of me like that, she dramatically sighed and continued,

“And besides, since you saw it, you could’ve just quietly closed the door and left, right? Did you really have to make such a scene?”

“…You think I’m the one making a scene?”

“Yes. Am I wrong? I never said I’d take him from you right now, did I? And even if I did, so what? Can’t you at least give this one man to me, since I’m your younger sister?”

“Danae!”

Her increasingly shameless attitude made me shout again. Danae giggled as if amused and crossed her arms haughtily.

“Think about it. Do you even realize how much our father has done for you?”

Trending

“What…!”

“After Lord Father passed away, who raised you all this time as a lonely orphan? Wasn’t it our father? Without him reaching out, you’d be living in some crumbling border territory, worse off than a minor baron! Thanks to our father, you’ve been able to live as ‘the young lady of House Uston,’ and I’ve treated you properly as ‘older sister,’ haven’t I?”

“…Ha.”

“So just consider giving up this man to me as repaying that kindness. Isn’t that fair? Honestly, isn’t this an excellent deal for someone in your position?”

At those words, my strength drained away, and I let out a hollow laugh.

An excellent deal? I’d never gained anything from that arrangement.

On the contrary, the one who truly benefited was my uncle. All this time, I’d served as Marquis Uston’s advisor, devising every scheme imaginable on his behalf. He raised me and used me solely to eliminate his political enemies.

He never cared how many people I hurt because of him or what infamous reputation I accumulated. Probably didn’t even want to know.

And yet, of all people, it was Danae who now threw his “kindness” in my face.

I kept laughing hollowly. Honestly, it was outrageous, absurd—and pitiful, my own situation. As I laughed like a madwoman, my earlier fury began to cool into icy clarity. Doubt crept over every act I’d committed under the pretense of devotion to my fiancé and family.

Before I even realized, I’d stopped laughing. I turned to Danae, who was coldly smirking at me, and said,

“Yes. It’s a great deal… Maybe you’re right. But Danae, what should I do?”

“…?”

“I’ve lost interest in this ‘beneficial arrangement.’”

“…What?”

At my words, the expression slowly drained from Danae’s face.

I glared first at her frozen face, then at Leonard, who stood there blankly as if he had no idea what was going on, and walked out of the bedroom.

I hurried down the corridor toward the stairs leading to my own room. Suddenly, someone grabbed my wrist from behind—it was Danae. I roughly shook her off.

“Let go.”

“What do you plan to do?”

“What?”

“You said you wanted to stop this ‘beneficial arrangement.’ What does that mean? Are you planning to betray Father?”

Danae asked as she grabbed me again after I pushed her away.

I looked straight down at her anxious face and replied,

“Well… Maybe I am.”

“You’re insane! Are you even sane?”

“Completely sane. …As soon as dawn breaks, I’ll go see His Majesty the Emperor. And I’ll tell him everything I’ve done for Uncle.”

Color drained from Danae’s face at my words.

I shoved her away again—now pale—and headed toward the stairs.

Then, from behind me, I heard Danae mutter in a low voice,

“…Do you really think anyone will let you do that?”

Her strangely ominous tone sent chills down my spine, and I instinctively turned around.

Meeting my gaze, Danae gave a cold smile and slowly stepped toward me. Fear prickled through me at her unnerving demeanor, and I began stepping backward.

Danae giggled, clearly enjoying my fear, and slowly closed the distance between us. Desperate to get away, I dashed into an empty bedroom nearby. But Danae followed me in and grabbed my throat with both hands.

“Ugh!”

I scratched and struggled against her wrists, trying to pry them off my neck.

But the harder I fought, the tighter her grip became. She spoke to me in a chilling voice.

“You really have no idea your place, do you? Getting insolent just because we showed you some leniency.”

“…!”

“Just because people praised you as clever and sharp-witted, did you actually start thinking you were somebody? Don’t make me laugh. At the end of the day, you’re just a murderer.”

“…Ugh… If I’m… a murderer… then… Uncle… is… too!”

I choked out the words as I struggled to stay alive.

Danae looked down at me with a mocking sneer and said,

“That’s right. Our father is an even greater murderer than you. But do you know something, older sister? …The very first person he ever killed was his own older brother.”

“What?”

“Yes. Your kind, foolish father—our dear uncle. All this time, you remained loyal to the man who killed your own father? Watching you devote yourself to your father’s killer and stain your own hands with blood… it was truly entertaining.”

“That’s… absurd!”

“How unfortunate it is then… that you’ll never get to put on such an amusing show for me again.”

At that moment, Danae’s hands released my throat, and my body floated briefly in the air—she had shoved me out the window.

I fell helplessly toward the ground, staring blankly up at Danae’s bright, smiling face looking down at me. She mocked me with a final whisper,

ads

“Goodbye, fool.”

With those words, my body crashed onto the earth.

“Aaaaaah! Older sister! Older sister!”

Moments later, Danae’s piercing scream echoed throughout the estate.

I watched her scream shrilly and despicably above me. My entire body throbbed with indescribable agony, and blood kept flowing from my head, crushed against the stone ground. I wanted to cry out for help, for someone to save me—but my mouth wouldn’t move.

“What’s wrong, Miss!”

“What happened, Danae!”

“Older sister! Christine jumped out the window!”

“What?”

Voices of servants and Leonard reached my ears, drawn by the screams. Danae sobbed, claiming, “Older sister had been depressed before the wedding,” and Leonard comforted her.

I tried to shout at those despicable people, but it was futile. My tongue kept curling inward as death approached. Overwhelming injustice spilled out as tears, mixing with the blood flowing from my forehead.

“…Ugh…!”

I felt my breath grow shallower and shallower until it slowly stopped.

My consciousness began to fade. Memories of my entire life flashed before my eyes like a reel—happy childhood days, my uncle taking me in after my father’s sudden death. I gave everything to earn his approval.

He brainwashed me, saying that making our house prosperous was honoring my late father’s will. He claimed my schemes were always meant to corner the wicked, for the sake of the empire and our family. I believed him and devoted my whole heart to following his words.

And what of Danae?

She claimed to love me like a real older sister, saying she was happy to become family with my fiancé Leonard. She said she was grateful he loved me and wanted to treat me even better. Leonard, too, said he was glad to have a little sister.

I was simply happy, seeing my two beloved people get along like siblings.

But it was all a lie.

In truth, my uncle had murdered my father and used me solely for his own gain.

Danae knew everything yet remained silent, eventually committing adultery with Leonard and driving me to ruin.

“And once I’m dead, Uncle will blame all his crimes on me.”

Not only would I die pitifully murdered—I’d be condemned even in death.

The thought made my teeth grind and my whole body shudder. I deeply regretted every day I’d devoted myself to those who had killed my father and deceived me.

“No. I don’t want to die.”

I couldn’t die like this—it would be too unjust.

If I absolutely had to die, I wanted to take those who betrayed and deceived me with me.

“Shall I help you?”

Then, a faint voice whispered in my ear.

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