After my husband forged a false testimony for his mistress, I could no longer tolerate it

My obedient little sister, Lila Bennett, was raped. The evidence was solid, yet the perpetrator was acquitted.

The intimate photos taken at the scene were also leaked, and now the entire internet knew.

Unable to bear the humiliation, Lila jumped off a rooftop, and my father ended up in the ICU because of it.

My older brother, a lawyer, insisted on prosecuting the attacker, Ethan Cole.

But after only one day, he was imprisoned for three years for “defamation.”

I myself was dragged into the storm of public opinion.

People insulted me every day, claiming I married into a wealthy family only by using my body, and that my sister had tried to marry into a wealthy family in the same way—just less successfully.

They said it wasn’t rape, merely a negotiation gone wrong.

The entire internet cursed us, saying our family faked evidence to frame Ethan.

But no one knew that the one who truly fabricated the evidence was my husband of ten years, Liam Foster.

Just because Ethan was the younger brother of his first love, Vanessa, he orchestrated everything to help Ethan walk free—dragging my entire family into the abyss.

When I learned the truth, all I wanted was revenge for my sister, and to make every single culprit pay the price.

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Liam and I had been in love for ten years—we were the couple everyone envied.

People said we went from school uniforms to wedding attire, from broke nobodies to multimillionaires, never leaving each other’s side.

But even such a perfect couple ended up standing on opposite sides of a courtroom.

I took Ethan, the younger brother of Liam’s childhood sweetheart, to court because he raped my sister, Lila.

But Liam presented Lila’s intimate photos and a video of her allegedly drugging Ethan.

“It’s not true. My sister is not that kind of person—she would never do something like that!”

As those intimate photos rolled across the courtroom screen, I felt the blood in my body freeze.

I didn’t know how Liam obtained these photos and videos, but I was certain that my quiet, introverted sister would never do such a thing.

“Clara, I know you love your sister very much, but this is the truth.”

Liam’s cold voice echoed. He looked at me without a trace of pity.

“Sigh, I didn’t want to say this, but now… I guess I have to.”

Then Liam let out a long sigh.

“Clara, your sister once tried to seduce me in the same way. She just didn’t succeed that time.”

“But because she’s your sister, I didn’t want to upset you, so I never told you. Clara, you—”

“Lies! Liam, don’t you dare slander my sister!”

Hearing Liam’s words, tears filled my eyes.

I stood up angrily, pointing at him and roaring.

With both “evidence” and “witnesses,” my accusation failed, and I was counter-sued by Ethan.

When I walked out of the courtroom, the sky looked impossibly gray.

“Clara!”

Liam caught up to me, gently taking my hand.

“Clara, don’t be like this. Vanessa only has one brother. If Ethan goes to prison, she’ll be heartbroken.”

Liam looked at me, his brows knitting unconsciously.

“So… you knew Lila didn’t drug Ethan?”

My tightly pressed lips trembled slightly.

“And those photos… you had someone fabricate them?”

“And what you said about Lila trying to seduce you—that was made up too, wasn’t it? Lila isn’t that kind of person!”

Hearing my questions one after another, Liam pressed his lips together and said nothing.

Seeing him like this, a sharp pain struck my chest.

That was my sister—my only family in this world.

“Liam, Lila is the only sister I have!”

“Clara, you still have me!”

He stepped forward, trying to pull me into his arms, but I stepped back, forcefully shaking off his hand and avoiding his embrace.

Looking at Liam standing there, my emotions twisted into a tangled mess.

I opened my mouth to say something, but was interrupted by a sudden phone call.

“Hello, is this Ms. Clara? Your sister is on the rooftop of the Rongmao Building. Please come immediately—”

Hearing the anxious voice on the other end, my eyes widened.

Images of Lila curled on the bed, clothes torn, flashed before my eyes. My heart tightened painfully.

With a terrible premonition rising within me, I turned and ran out of the courthouse without looking back at Liam.

When I reached the building, I saw Lila sitting on the edge of the rooftop, her legs dangling in the air.

“Lila, sweetheart, listen to me—come down!”

I pushed through the crowd, took the megaphone from the police, and shouted up at her, my voice trembling uncontrollably.

“Sis… I didn’t… I didn’t drug him.”

“I know. I’ll help you find new evidence.”

“It’s useless, sis. Useless…”

Lila supported herself and stood up.

She looked down at me—the sister who always came running for her—and gave me a pale smile.

Then she opened her arms… and fell forward.

“No—!”

Watching Lila drop like a torn butterfly, I screamed.

I reached out, wanting to catch her, but all I saw was her body twisting unnaturally in the air.

“Lila… Lila…”

I stumbled forward, cradling her blood-covered body.

I wanted to save her, but I was powerless.

Everything around me was chaotic, yet my world was eerily silent.

I gently tried to smooth her messy hair, but the next moment, everything went black.

When I woke again, I was in a hospital.

Staring at the pale ceiling, I found myself unable to shed a single tear.

After handling Lila’s funeral alone, I held her urn and dialed the number of Liam’s greatest rival.

“If I agree to join your company now, is there still a chance?”

“Of course. We welcome talents like you anytime.”

“But I have conditions.”

“What are they?”

“I want all the evidence of what happened to my sister. And I want my brother freed.”

I paused, tightening my hold around the urn.

“And I want Liam’s company to go bankrupt.”

The man on the phone went silent for a moment, then replied calmly:

“Alright. No problem.”

“Give me four days. I’ll provide everything you asked for. As for the bankruptcy part—depends on what you can give me.”

“Good. I won’t disappoint you.”

Hanging up, I looked out at the pouring rain.

The part of my heart that once loved Liam washed away with it, completely.

As for what happened to Lila—I would never let it go.

And Liam… I no longer wanted him.

From this moment on, I would only be Clara.