Side Chick Era... Over

Loving Mom 11

“Then there’s Carter,” Kelly said, her tone light as she smiled, almost casual–yet laced with something poisonous beneath the surface. “One phone call from me, no matter what he’s doing–work, meetings, anything–he drops it all and comes to me. Even if you two are… in bed together, he’ll still leave you and come to me.”

Sharon’s hand tightened into a fist before she realized it, her nails digging into her palm. But she didn’t feel the pain.

Because it was true. More than once, in their most intimate moments, Kelly’s call had pulled Carter away.

She had pleaded with him not to go.

But all he left her with was a cold, dismissive reply. “Don’t be unreasonable.”

And then he walked out. As if the heat of a moment ago had been a hallucination. As if she meant nothing at all.

Left behind, disheveled and humiliated, Sharon had sat in the quiet, her skin still burning from his touch, her heart colder than ice.

Now, she smiled faintly and looked Kelly straight in the face.

“So,” she asked, “he left me… to sleep with you?”

Kelly’s expression twitched–barely noticeable–but then she quickly recovered, masking it with a placid look.

“It’s not as dirty as you’re imagining,” she said. “Between me and Carter… it’s not like that.”

She could lie about a lot of things. But not this.

Even if she had once been Carter’s first love, as long as Carter and Sharon hadn’t officially divorced, she had no rightful place. To the world, she was the other woman. The mistress.

And of course, those righteous voices online never hesitated to weigh in–mocking the pathetic wives who couldn’t keep their men, preaching that all love outside of marriage was betrayal.

But they didn’t know. Kelly had met Carter first. Before everything

“Dirty?” Sharon repeated the word softly, without anger. “If there’s really nothing between you two, what exactly are you proud of? That your feelings are pure? That you never managed to give him a child? Or… that he never married you?”

like glass splintering under

said, regaining her composure. “Even if I never married him, never had his child–if

he’d

lit up in her

being mine. The dress? My favorite style. Funny,

“Is a fake wedding worth celebrating so much, Kelly? If you’re so capable, why didn’t you have Carter divorce

head–on. “Don’t you want

hateful flashed across Kelly’s eyes. She smiled

family doesn’t like you. His friends don’t like you. Not even your husband or your son are close to you. Sharon, maybe it’s time you

sister likes you. His friends adore you. Even Carter and Theo are bewitched by you. Seems even God

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course, Kelly heard the sarcasm. It wasn’t flattery–it was a death knell. She was mocking

not bothering to feign civility, stabbed directly

things that lacked grace or dignity. But now—now, she understood. Whoever made her suffer, she’d

herself just to make others feel

Kelly’s eyes turned red, brimming with unshed tears. Her voice softened into something frail, pitiful.

in her words carefully measured. “You’re right. Everything Carter

a furious shout erupted behind

you mean, ‘even God prefers Kelly‘? Sharon, who the

turned, calmly, her gaze landing on the three figures standing just a few steps

charging forward, rage written all over his face. He

talk about Kelly like that? Have you

him, Julliard Macaron frowned slightly, a crease forming between his brows. “Nate, calm down. Maybe this is

mid–sentence. “What misunderstanding?! You and Carter both heard it! She’s jealous because Kelly’s liked by everyone–so she says even God prefers Kelly, and curses her to die! She’s so two–faced! She puts on a show in public, pretending

sneered, eyes glinting with satisfaction. “Finally caught you red–handed,

unmoved, her expression calm. There wasn’t a trace of guilt or panic on her

known–there

to Nate, “Nate, Sharon is Carter’s wife. Even if she did something wrong, it’s not your place to scold

“You heard everything too, didn’t you? Are you really going to let her bully