My Husband and Son Chose His Mistress Over Me

At the very moment Catherine’s 9,999th divination revealed Leandro’s betrayal, the Novara Technology proudly unveiled their latest achievement—a bionic robot worth billions.

Standing at her villa’s doorstep, she dialed her brother’s number.

“Brother, I’ve made up my mind—I’m getting a divorce.”

There was silence on the other end for three seconds before Cohen’s relieved voice came through. “My silly little sister, you’ve finally come to your senses. What’s so special about Leandro anyway? He’s just wasting your incredible talent as a gifted diviner.”

Tears welled in Catherine’s eyes, but she smiled bitterly. “Yeah... I was too naive.”

“Come to California. When the whole family emigrated, you were the only one who stayed behind for Leandro. Mom and Dad have missed you so much.”

His words pierced her heart deeper than she expected. She fought back tears, biting her lip hard to keep from breaking down.

“Okay. I’ll come as soon as I finish the paperwork.”

After hanging up, Catherine wiped away the moisture from her eyes, her mind a whirlwind of tangled thoughts.

Her brother and Leandro were business rivals, and they had always been at odds. Until one day at an auction, Leandro fell in love with her at first sight and pursued her relentlessly.

He loved her so deeply that he was willing to give up land and shares just to marry her. When they were in a car accident, he shielded her with his body, fracturing two ribs to keep her safe.

His love was wild and passionate, and Catherine willingly surrendered to it.

That’s why, when her family emigrated, she stubbornly refused to leave Leandro behind.

But it never crossed her mind that the man who loved her so deeply would keep his feelings hidden—and even go so far as to involve their son in the deception.

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“Listen, Nina, this is the birthday gift I prepared for you.”

Leandro’s gentle, doting voice floated from inside the villa, breaking Catherine’s memories.

She looked through the crack of the door and her pupils shrank sharply.

The layout inside was an exact replica of the Kennedy residence—down to the servants and butlers.

Suddenly, the bionic robots inside received a command and bowed respectfully to Nina.

“Good day, Madam!”

That single word, “Madam,” pierced Catherine’s heart like a sharp dagger, squeezing the breath out of her.

Her eyes reddened as she instinctively placed a trembling hand over her pounding heart.

It turned out that a lifetime of vows was only worth five fleeting years.

Inside the villa, Nina excitedly kissed Leandro’s cheek.

“Thank you, Leandro. You specially created this bionic robot to fulfill my wish. Honestly, as long as I can be with you and Nash, I’m satisfied.”

Nina’s shy gesture only made Nash frown.

He stormed between them, his little face scrunched in frustration.

“Aunt Nina! Dad’s gift is great, but I made my doll with my own hands—my fingers even bled!”

Catherine watched the little boy’s face, so much like Leandro’s, pout as he shyly offered his injured finger, his voice childish and full of affection.

Nina bent down and blew gently on the tiny puncture, and Nash's face lit up again.

“Aunt Nina, you’re so nice! Unlike my mom, who’s always messing with copper coins and bamboo sticks—things that make the kids at kindergarten laugh at me. I hate her so much. She’s not fit to be my mom! I wish you were my mom instead.”

Even though she had braced herself, Catherine’s heart still twisted painfully.

All these years, she had used her divination skills to predict Leandro’s company fortunes—yet she never saw how much Nash despised her.

Suppressing the bitterness in her chest, Catherine took out her phone and dialed a number she knew by heart.

“Leandro, where are you? I miss you so much. Can you come back and be with me?”

Her grip tightened involuntarily as she watched Leandro holding both Nina and Nash's hands, cutting the cake, while softly lying to her.

“Sweetheart, the company has some urgent matters and I can’t leave now. I’ll come back to you later.”

Without waiting for her reply, he ended the call.

Inside the villa, the three of them laughed and smeared cake on each other’s faces, their joy echoing through the house.

Meanwhile, Catherine stood frozen, eyes red, filled with disappointment.

Leandro was still lying to her.

She once told him that if one day he stopped loving her, he should be honest and tell her—she’d never trouble him again. But if he chose to deceive her, she vowed she would vanish forever.

Now, her words had come true. In ten days, she will move to California for good—and disappear from their lives completely.