The Shared Lover: A Wife's Humiliation

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I thought my husband cheating on me was the biggest joke of my life. Until he brought his mistress home, and my father-in-law, who was over fifty, furiously pounced on him. "Try laying a finger on her, I dare you!" Julio James snarled at his own son. Father and son brawled on the spot over a woman, and I became the most awkward audience in this rich family's farce. The next day, the headline "Father and Son Share a Mistress" went viral. Overnight, I, Mrs. James, became the city's favorite pity case and its biggest joke.

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Chapter 10

Yesterday 09:44

Chapter 1

I thought my husband cheating on me was the biggest joke of my life.

Until he brought his mistress home, and my father-in-law, who was over fifty, furiously pounced on him.

"Try laying a finger on her, I dare you!" Julio James snarled at his own son.

Father and son brawled on the spot over a woman, and I became the most awkward audience in this rich family's farce.

The next day, the headline "Father and Son Share a Mistress" went viral.

Overnight, I, Mrs. James, became the city's favorite pity case and its biggest joke.

...

The villa door was locked from the outside.

The James family's reputation mattered more than what their daughter-in-law felt.

Julio held court in his usual chair, a cigar smoldering between his fingers.

Next to him on the sofa sat the girl, Fernanda Francis.

She was dressed in a faded cotton dress, her hair all soft and straight, face clean with this delicate, breakable vibe.

My husband, Mathew James, stood in the middle of the room, a bright red handprint on his cheek.

"Dad, have you lost it? You hit me? For some outsider?"

Julio didn't even look up. "She's staying here now. Sharon, you teach her the rules."

He finally mentioned me.

I stepped out from the shadow of the staircase. My eyes swept over Fernanda.

She peeked at me, then quickly dropped her gaze, her shoulders shaking just a little.

"Julio, there are no spare rooms," I said.

Julio paused his cigar. "Then she takes Mathew's study."

"No way!" Mathew exploded. "Dad, what the hell are you playing at?"

"Shut it." Julio's voice went flat and cold. "Sharon. Take her up."

I didn't move.

The air got thick.

Fernanda's eyes reddened, tears welling up.

"Mr. James, maybe I should just go. I don't want to cause more trouble between you two."

She said she was going to leave, but her feet were glued to the floor.

Julio's face darkened. He looked right at me. "Sharon, are you deaf?"

I walked over to Fernanda and gestured.

"Ms. Francis. With me."

My playing along made the anger in Mathew's eyes twist into something like disappointment.

It also eased Julio's scrutinizing gaze a bit.

I led Fernanda upstairs and pushed open the study door.

She stood at the doorway, not entering immediately, but instead turned to look at me.

"Mrs. James, you're so kind." Her voice was soft and gentle.

"I'm not kind," I shot back, looking her dead in the eyes. "I just know how to survive in this family better than Mathew does."

Fernanda's fragile expression instantly froze.

I shut the door on her.

Back downstairs, Mathew was gone and probably locked in a room somewhere.

Julio was alone on the sofa.

He waved me over.

"Sit, " he said.

I sat opposite him.

"Sharon, I know you're upset." He exhaled a puff of smoke. "But you have to bear this. For the James family, and for yourself."

"I don't understand, " I said.

"You don't need to get it." Julio's eyes turned sharp. "You just need to remember one thing. From today, Fernanda is the most untouchable person in this house. She's more important than me, more important than Mathew."

The weight of those words sent a shiver down my spine.

This wasn't just some messy affair anymore.

This was a war I didn't understand.