Two—Neytra’s Pov

I stared at the text for five minutes, my thumb hovering over the screen as I tried to figure out what to do next.

This was clearly a setup. Someone had gone to the trouble of creating a forged photograph just to destroy my reputation. Worse, they had wanted Dominic to humiliate me in front of everyone.

“Who are you? And what do you want from me?” I texted back,my hands trembled so badly that I had to delete and retype the words twice before finally hitting send.

Less than a minute later, another notification appeared.

“Let’s just say, I’m the girl Dominic comes to whenever he gets bored of having you around. I bet he’ll be away on another business trip soon, and this time, he won’t be coming back to you.”

The phone nearly slipped from my fingers as I read the message over and over again. A shiver crawled down my spine as the words sank deeper, and my fingers tightened around the phone until my knuckles turned white.

My eyes burned as I tried to hold back my tears, How could he? So all those nights I had spent waiting for him to call, all those times I had convinced myself he was simply too busy to answer me...

He had been with another woman.

My lips trembled as the tears finally spilled over. He was the one who had betrayed me. The one who had claimed he was away on a business trip while finding his way under another woman's skirt.

With my chest tightening, I lunged toward my desk and began searching frantically for my car keys. I needed to get home and confront that cheating husband of mine.

My fingers closed around the keys, but I froze.

What if this person was trying to play me, just as they had played Dominic?

I quickly picked up my phone and typed.

“So, tell me, you’re this desperate, right? You want to get into Dominic Davis’s pants, and the only thing you could think of was to lie and send forged photos to him?”

I hit send and barely had time to lower my phone before another message popped up.

“Oh, what do you think? I would lie about something that is true? Oh, please. He loves me so much that I just can’t bring myself to spill lies just to get his attention. I can send you the evidence if that’s what you want.”

My eyes remained fixed on the screen. For a moment, I couldn't move. The words seemed to blur, but I forced myself to read them again, hoping I had somehow misunderstood.

My stomach twisted.

Evidence? What evidence could she possibly have? Was it evidence of their relationship together?

I tightened my grip around the phone as my mind raced through every possibility. I wanted to dismiss her words as another pathetic attempt to get under my skin, yet a tiny voice in my head kept asking the same question.

What if she wasn't lying?

As if to prove me wrong about Dominic cheating on me, another message popped up on my phone. It was from the unknown number, along with a series of videos.

My heart lurched as I stared at the screen, my thumb hovering over the message for a few seconds before I finally opened it.

“Oh, poor Neytra. Don't cry when you see this. You asked for it.”

My fingers tightened around the phone. I swallowed hard and clicked on the first video. I clicked on the first video.

There was Dominic.

My Dominic, He was standing in a kitchen I didn't recognize, laughing as he cooked beside the woman from the messages. She leaned against him with a smile on her face, and the way he looked at her made something inside my chest tighten.

I clicked on the next video.

This time, they were sitting together on a couch, laughing and talking as though they had done it a hundred times before. In another, Dominic had his arm wrapped around her while they walked through what looked like a shopping mall.

The next video showed them at a restaurant, sitting across from each other, his hand reaching across the table to hold hers.

My thumb stopped.

I stared at the screen, my jaw tightening. Then I opened the final video, my entire body went still. I didn't need to watch for long. The sight of Dominic in bed with another woman was enough.

I locked my phone. For several seconds, I sat completely still, staring straight ahead. This time I didn't cry, all I felt was a cold burning rage that seemed to spread through every inch of my body. So this was what his three-month business trip had been about.

My fingers tightened around the phone.

I gathered every video, every photograph, and every message the woman had sent me, making sure I had everything before shoving my phone into my bag.

I grabbed my car keys. If Dominic thought he could betray me, lie to me, and then accuse me of cheating on him, he had another thing coming.

I stormed out of the office and headed straight for home.

As I pulled into the driveway, the security guard whispered something into his walkie-talkie before opening the gate for me. My fingers tightened around the steering wheel.

I drew in a slow breath, forcing myself to stay composed. I wasn't going to break down in front of Dominic. Not after everything that had happened.

I parked the car and stepped out. The moment I shut the door, a sharp slap cracked across my face.

My head jerked to the side, and a burning sting spread across my cheek. Before I could even process what had happened, a stern voice rang through the air.

“How dare you stoop this low, you witch? All we did was take you in as our daughter despite the fact that you were a nobody, and this is how you repay us? By sleeping around with every man who comes your way?”

My fingers slowly rose to my cheek. That voice, I knew it. As my eyes lifted, the woman standing before me came into view.

Dominic's mother.

For years, she had plastered a smile across her face whenever Dominic was around, wrapping me in fake affection and calling me her daughter.

But the look in her eyes now held none of that warmth.

There was only disgust. And for the first time, I didn't have to wonder what she truly thought of me.

She had finally stopped pretending.

Three--- Neytra's Pov

My fingers slowly rose to my cheek. That voice, I knew it. As I lifted my eyes, the woman standing before me came into view.

Dominic's mother.

For years, she had plastered a smile across her face whenever Dominic was around, wrapping me in fake affection and calling me her daughter. But the look in her eyes now held none of that warmth. There was only disgust, and for the first time, I didn't have to wonder what she truly thought of me.

She had finally stopped pretending.

Before I could say another word in my defense, her palm struck my face again, harder than the first time.

My head snapped to the side, and the sharp sting spread across my cheek. I slowly turned back to face her, my tongue brushing against the inside of my mouth. And the taste of blood made a bitter chuckle escape my lips.

“I guess you should ask your son why he cheated on me and not the other way around.”

That was all it took to make her lose her mind.

Her fingers immediately tangled in my hair, and she yanked me toward the house without giving me a chance to steady myself. I stumbled after her as she dragged me into the sitting room. The moment we got inside, she gave my hair another forceful tug, sending me crashing onto my knees.

“Why would you do something like that to Dominic?” my mother demanded. “Why would you cheat on him when you know what he has done to this family?”

I lifted my eyes.

My parents were sitting on the couch, both staring at me. Their eyes filled with pity as they stared at me.

The Davis family knew exactly how much my family depended on them. They knew my parents had lost everything because of their influence, and now they had found the perfect opportunity to humiliate me in front of the very people I had spent years trying to protect.

“Dominic has agreed to filing for a divorce,” my father muttered in his unusually calm voice. “You just have to play along and don't cause any more damage than what has already been done.”

“No. You guys need to stay out of this and trust me to handle it.” I crawled toward where they sat and wrapped my arms around both of them. “Just trust me,” I pleaded, tightening my grip on their arms. “Please.”

My mother shook her head slowly. “We already lost our jobs, Neytra, and the Davis family is threatening to take back the house they got for us.”

My grip loosened. I stared at her, unable to find the right words. I pulled my gaze from her as my eyes scanned the room looking for the one person that originated this mess.

They landed on Dominic, anger surged through me when I saw the faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. And suddenly, everything began to make sense..

He had teamed up with that woman.

They had planned all of this to ruin my reputation and make me look like the unfaithful wife so he could finally get rid of me and be with his whore.

My hands curled into fists.

“Is this how you want to play, Dominic?” I questioned as I pushed myself to my feet and strode toward where my bag was. From the corner of my eye, I caught sight of his mother. She was practically beaming, looking far too pleased with herself.

Of course she was.

After all these years, she was finally getting what she wanted—getting rid of the nobody she believed had been feeding off her family's wealth.

“You must think this is a joke, right?” Dominic's stern voice stopped me in my tracks. “Your parents are present, and so are mine. Just don't you dare turn this into a pity party. I have made up my mind to divorce you.”

A small laugh escaped my lips. He had probably practiced those words for days, maybe even weeks, because they rolled off his tongue far too perfectly.

“Don't you think you're missing something, Dominic? Aren't you going to tell the truth to our parents, or do you want me to do that myself?”

Before Dominic could say a word, his mother cut in. Her voice was sharp as she sneered.

“The truth is that you are nothing but an ungrateful woman. You are never satisfied with what you have, and you keep running around with any man who comes your way. I'm grateful my son doesn't have to spend the rest of his life with your cheating ass.”

“But what if I tell you that it is the other way around? That I'm not the cheater here, but someone else is?” I raised my brows as I questioned her, then stole a quick glance at Dominic. He shifted slightly in his seat, and that tiny movement didn't escape my notice.

“Neytra?” My mother whispered, her voice pleading. “Just apologize already, and we can save ourselves any further embarrassment.”

I shook my head. “Dominic owes me an apology.” My mother's eyes widened. She looked between Dominic and his mother, who were both sitting there with amused expressions on their faces.

“Poor people never cease to amuse me,” his mother murmured, loud enough for all of us to hear.

I couldn't help but chuckle. “You know what amuses me?” I leaned slightly toward her, my eyes fixed on hers. “A mother who raised a son who is nothing but a dog.”

“Neytra!” Dominic roared as he shot to his feet. “You will not do this today. You will respect me, and you will respect my mother.”

I gritted my teeth, refusing to back down. “If you needed respect so badly, then you shouldn't have cheated on me with that worthless girl and tried to cover it up under the excuse of attending a business trip.”

His expression darkened, but I wasn't done.

“And you think I don't have proof of your atrocities?” I scoffed. “Then you must think I'm your personal fool.” I immediately unlocked my phone, my fingers tightening around it as I prepared to show them exactly what I had.

I quickly opened the final video—the one showing Dominic in bed with the other woman—and shoved my phone toward him.

But instead of the panicked expression I had expected, Dominic burst into laughter. His mother joined him, along with the maids who had been standing quietly in the room the entire time.

“How did I end up marrying a woman this pathetic?” he chuckled.

My brows pulled together as I snatched my phone back. I looked down at the screen, ready to play the video again, but my smile faded almost instantly.

The video was gone. I refreshed the page, but nothing happened. I checked the message where the video had been sent, but there was nothing there either.

How could the video have disappeared? I stared at the blank screen, my mind refusing to process what I was seeing.

No, It had been there just moments ago.

So where the hell had it gone?