Page 2 of My sister and my husband used to be fuck buddies

The banquet finally came to an end.

Kayla rubbed her temples, her voice weak as she said, "Edwin, I had some drinks and got caught in the wind. I'm feeling really uncomfortable right now. Could I possibly..."

Edwin immediately cut in, "Then you should stay in the guest room. It's too late to be going anywhere now."

He said it so naturally, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

I dug my nails into my palms but didn't say a word.

Late at night, the master bedroom felt cold and empty.

Edwin never came back.

The unease in my heart grew until I finally got up to look for him.

The guest room door was slightly ajar, warm light and hushed voices spilling out.

From inside came Kayla's voice, thick with tears: "Back then, you cared about me the most. After just one fight, you waited downstairs at my dorm all night!"

Edwin's deep voice carried a tenderness I'd never heard before: "Let's not talk about the past. What matters is that you're back now."

Kayla said, "Edwin, you still like me, don't you? You only married Juliet out of spite because I didn't keep that baby, right?"

I burst through the door!

Kayla was practically draped across Edwin's chest, her eyes red and swollen.

Edwin's hand was tenderly stroking her back.

When he saw me, Edwin's brow immediately furrowed, his tone impatient: "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Kayla hid behind him, clutching his sleeve with only half her face visible, yet she shot me a provocative smile.

My voice trembled: "Edwin, it's very late."

Edwin's tone grew even worse: "Kayla isn't feeling well, so I'm keeping her company. Can't you be a little more mature and stop being so jealous?"

Kayla put on an innocent act: "Edwin, don't blame Juliet. I had too much to drink tonight and said the wrong things, which upset her."

Edwin immediately cooed over her sympathetically, then turned to me and said, "Kayla's delicate. Since you're still up, why don't you go make her some honey lemon tea?"

I laughed bitterly: "I'm your wife, not her maid!"

Edwin's face darkened: "Juliet, do you have to be so petty? She's your sister. If you won't look after her, then I'll do it for you. And now you're blaming me for that?"

"Sister?" My heart clenched painfully. "The way you two were just now didn't look like caring for a sister!"

With that, I turned and went back to our room.

Before long, Edwin followed me in, his tone softening: "I was wrong. Don't be angry. Kayla did lose a child for me once."

He held me, kissed my forehead, and spoke soothing words.

I remained rigid in his arms. I'd wanted to confront him about his relationship with Kayla, but I no longer had the energy to fight.

Thinking I'd calmed down, he went out and busied himself for quite a while.

Restless and agitated, I heard some commotion and quietly followed.

Edwin entered his study and made a phone call in hushed tones: "Transfer the funding from the Tech City project to Kayla's newly established studio. She just returned to the country and needs support."

I was thunderstruck.

That project was something our team had worked countless nights to secure! It was one of our most important core projects!

The person on the other end seemed to have questions.

Edwin chuckled softly, his tone more tender than I'd ever heard: "It's fine. She's worth it. If we lose money, so be it. Ms. Collins? Don't worry about her. She's my wifenaturally she won't oppose my decisions."