Louisa’s POV

“Let's talk another time. You can to bed without me.” Sebastian said and walked away, not sparing me even a glance.

I followed him as he made his way into his private study. Even though I'm never allowed on this floor, I'm curious to know what he's discussing with Isabella.

“We will be together soon? Your sister will get suspicious if I don't return home tonight.” Sebastian said, and there was a bit of silence. Isabella was speaking, but I couldn't catch a thing she said.

“I love you, Isabella,” Sebastian said, and the little hope I heard unto crashed as I heard him profess love to my sister.

I quietly walked away, broken and numb.

Staring into the mirror, that was when I realized my bracelet was gone. I must have lost it at the club.

There are two of them. I lost one of them at the hotel three months ago. The universe must have been giving me a sign that this marriage was doomed, but I failed to listen.

That bracelet was a gift from Sebastian as a wedding gift. It was my most precious possession, but after what I witnessed this evening, I don't think I value it that much anymore.

I packed my hair in a bun and went to sleep.

The following morning, I woke to the sun piercing through my skin. I opened my eyes, and the curtains were all up.

“I slept in” I whispered as I checked the clock for time.

“Honey, is everything alright with you?” I heard Sebastian's voice and my stomach churned. To think he has the guts to face me after cheating on me for so many years and pretending like nothing is going on.

This is all my fault, I should have known something was wrong when he drastically changed towards me two years ago after Isabella returned from her studies abroad.

He would skip dinner and go on endless trips, I didn't want to admit what was playing out before my very eyes. So I convinced myself I was the problem.

I worked harder to be a good wife, but I was fooling myself all along.

Even though Sebastian never told me he loved me, I thought he liked and adored me enough to make this marriage work. I pursued him endlessly, and when he proposed marriage, I thought I had him for life.

“What do you think?” I answered him indifferently and stood up from the bed, gently caressing my protruding stomach.

I saw the shocked expression on his face but couldn't care less.

“There's going to be a party tonight to celebrate my birthday. I couldn't do that yesterday as I was too busy with work. Make sure you have food and drink prepared. It's going to be a feast.” Sebastian said, and I chuckled softly.

“And I invite your sister and parents. I didn't think you would mind, of course you wouldn't. I have to run, see you later.” Sebastian said in one breath and ran off as usual.

Night came, and I stood there wondering whether or not I wanted to attend this so-called party.

I have never been more confused in my entire life. Maybe I should expose them both and get everyone, especially my parents, to see their true colors.

What then happens to my baby? How am I going to explain all of this to my baby in the future?

“You can do this, Louisa,” I exhaled sharply as I comforted myself. I'm going to get through this night first, and then I will think of what to do later on.

Sebastian and I walked into the hall side by side. My husband is a captain who reports directly to the Don. It's only normal if he has a lot of important dignitaries on his birthday.

“Dear sister!” I heard Isabella's cynical laughter and cringed.

“Louisa don't be rude. Your sister is trying to be nice to you, and all you do is make things difficult for her. It's not her fault you were swapped at birth. Why take it out on her?” Sebastian scolded me.

“Excuse me,” I said and walked away to the stand where food and drinks were being served. I gulped down a glass of juice, hoping it would calm down my nerves.

I turned around, and Isabella was there in my face, pouring the red wine into the glass she was holding on my dress.

“Oops sorry I didn't see you there, now your beautiful dress is ruined. Shall I clean it for you, sister?” Isabella said, her voice laced with sarcasm and mockery.

I clenched my fist into a ball as my body vibrated in anger. Not wanting to cause a scene, I decided to walk away.

“Not so fast Louisa, you and I have unfinished business and a lot to talk about.” Isabella pulled me back.

“I have nothing to say to you,” I gritted between my teeth and snatched my arm away from her.

“I'm pregnant!” Isabella announced, and I was forced to a halt.

Louisa’s POV

“What?” My heart dropped into my stomach hearing those words from Isabella. I couldn't bring myself to face her as I felt pain stabbed into my heart.

“Didn't you hear what I just said, Louisa? I'm pregnant with Sebastian's child. Do you know what that means?” Isabella walked up to me and stood in my face.

I looked up at her tears trickling down my eyes, I tried to control my tears, but the despair I was feeling at the moment gave me away.

“If I were you, I would go up there and pack all my things and get the hell out of here right now,” Isabella said, playing with her hair. She moved closer to me and tilted her head towards my face.

“You mean nothing to Sebastian, I'm the only one he loves. Leave now if you still have some dignity left.” She whispered, and I shut my eyes, tears streaming down my face.

“Oh, my poor sister is crying.” Isabella giggled.

“Don't you get it, I'm going to bear his heir, and my child will be the one to inherit Sebastian's fortune.” She laughed wickedly.

“You are evil, and I promise you are going to regret this.” I grabbed her hand and vowed.

“Let me go you bitch!” She yelled at me and tried to push me off, but I was too strong for her.

“What's going on here?” I heard Sebastian's voice.

“Please forgive me, sister, I didn't mean for you to find out this way.” Isabella dropped to the floor and began crying. She crawled up to me and held my leg, and I stood there dumbfounded in shock.

I'm the one who has been wronged, yet she's the one who is crying. How convenient and vile.

“Louisa!!” Sebastian yelled at me as his eyes darkened with contempt. I shook to my core as I watched my husband stare at me in disdain.

“What do you have to be so difficult? Isabella is only trying to be cordial with you.” Sebastian said and walked up to Isabella.

“Come on Isabella, you should not be on your knees in your condition like this,” Sebastian said his tone filled with worry and concern.

“No Sebastian, allow me to remain like this. I have to do all it takes to earn my sister's forgiveness.” Isabella cried.

“Even though I loved you first, and I'm the one you love. I didn't take any offense once I found out you had married my sister. I was happy for the two of you, though I know she seduced you.” The words fell smoothly out of her mouth, making me bewildered.

I could hear the whispering and murmuring spreading in the hall with everyone having something to say.

“I'm sorry Louisa, we tried to stay away from each other, but the feelings were too strong. And now that we are having a baby, I don't think Sebastian and I can be apart from each other anymore.” Isabella looked up at me. I caught the flicker in her eyes as her lips curved up in a smirk.

“I would have let go and sacrificed my love for Sebastian, but we having a child. And I want my child to have a complete family.” Isabella said as she continued to fake her tears.

“Don't do this Isabella, I hate seeing you like this.” Sebastian brought her up and hugged her.

“Why did you have to push her like that? I know you are not happy about the news, but are you so evil? Are you planning on hurting my child?” Sebastian blamed and more tears flowed down my cheek.

“Only I didn't do anything, I didn't even touch her. Why would you believe her words over mine? I'm your wife and she's my sister. You both have been sleeping with each other behind my back and now you blame me?” I exhaled sharply as anger rose in me. How dare they treat me like this?

“Oh please! Isabella is a sweet girl, she will never do something like that.” Sebastian defended her.

“Then you don't know her,” I said and all of a sudden, I felt a slap on my cheek. I looked with my palm on my burning cheek.

“Mom!” I whimpered, as the sting in my heart was deeper than the sting I felt on my cheek.

“How dare you treat my daughter like that? You should be grateful that we lost her, allowing you to live the good life we gave you.” I heard the woman I have known as my mother all my life tongue lash me.

“And now that she's back, you won't let her be? So what if she's with your husband? Give your blessings and stop acting like a child.” My mother said, and the tears I've been keeping at bay all night long burst out.

“How dare you touch what's mine?” I heard a domineering voice echo behind me.