Chapter 1

After winning the lottery, I bought a huge mansion for my family. My younger brother, Jaron Warren, who had always been a lazy drifter, moved back in with a pile of shabby luggage, eager to freeload.

For a month, he lowered himself to be my servant, and I finally agreed to his marriage with his girlfriend Kamila Morton, promising to put in a good word for him when Kamila came over.

Just as the preparation for the wedding was ready, Kamila stormed in, accusing me of being Jaron's mistress living in the mansion.

"If I don't put you in your place, you'll really think you're the lady of this house!"

She smashed my carefully decorated villa, tore up the only photo of my parents that survived, and even caused me to miscarry after I had just succeeded with IVF.

As I lay on the floor, barely conscious, Jaron returned, holding gifts meant to curry favor with me.

I stared at him coldly.

"Jaron, it looks like you won't be marrying this woman."

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I had just finished arranging the wedding gifts I had meticulously prepared for him. Knowing Jaron's mischievous nature, I worried he might treat the girl poorly, so I added an extra envelope stuffed with several thousand dollars.

After placing everything neatly, I took out my phone and snapped a picture to send to Jaron.

Just as I was about to relax after all this, a girl in a miniskirt and tight clothing, wearing heavy makeup, appeared outside the open door of the mansion. After a closer look, I realized it was Jaron's girlfriend, Kamila.

I intended to quickly go upstairs to change out of my loungewear to avoid appearing disrespectful, but to my surprise, Kamila barged in and immediately started yelling at me as I was halfway up the stairs.

"Now you're scared? Trying to hide? It's too late!"

She grabbed my collar and yanked me down the stairs.

"So, you knew I was his girlfriend all along? And you still dared to be his mistress. I'll make you regret seducing my man today!"

Before I could react, a sharp pain shot through my cheek, and my ears started ringing.

She had slapped me in the face!

Just as I was about to speak, she suddenly threw Jaron's phone at my feet, showing our chat history.

It was filled with messages of me ordering Jaron around to buy snacks, coffee, and even luxury items on my behalf.

Jaron enjoyed doing these errands for me, and I had turned a blind eye to him pocketing a little extra cash from time to time.

"You've got nothing to explain, do you? You dare to ask for so much as a mistress, constantly ordering him to buy so many things. Get out of my fiance's villa now! We're getting married next month, and I'm the real lady of this house!" Kamila crossed her arms and gave me a condescending glance, reeking of an unpleasant perfume.

My stomach churned, and I covered my mouth quickly, desperate to reach the bathroom before I vomited.

Seeing me stay silent, she yanked me back, demanding, "Are you mute? Answer me! Is the 'Queen' in his contacts you?"

I struggled to suppress the waves of nausea, nodding absentmindedly.

"Yes, that's me. So what?"

"Fine, fine! Since you've admitted to being the mistress, I'm not falsely accusing you. Today, I'm going to deliver justice for all the women in the world and restore order in my home!"

That was when I finally realized what was going on.

Jaron's girlfriend had seen our chat history and mistaken me for the mistress he was supposedly keeping outside. I had been slapped for a ridiculous reason, and it was actually just a misunderstanding. Wanting to keep Jaron's reputation, I forced a smile and said.

"Kamila, you've misunderstood me. I'm not his mistress, but his elder Marilyn.

"I'm not feeling well, so let me go to the bathroom first, and then we can talk this through."

I turned to walk away since the urge to vomit became unbearable. Just as I was about to reach the bathroom, she suddenly grabbed my ear and pulled me back. I couldn't hold it in any longer and ended up vomiting all over her feet.

Early pregnancy was truly unbearable.

I gave her an awkward smile, but she screamed in disgust and yanked my ear, slamming my head against the bathroom door frame.

"You're disgusting! Let me teach you a good lesson today!"