Warmth wrapped her. A solid arm draped over her waist, a steady heartbeat thrummed against her back. The scent of expensive cologne and musk filled her senses.
Catherine’s eyes fluttered open, the unfamiliar ceiling above her bringing reality crashing down like a tidal wave.
Her breath hitched.
‘Last night…’
Heat rushed to her cheeks as flashes of tangled sheets, heated kisses, and whispered words replayed in her mind. Her pulse quickened when she felt the firm grip around her waist tighten slightly, as if the man beside her wasn’t ready to let go.
A mix of emotions churned inside her. Shame. Regret. A lingering, unwanted thrill.
Her fingers curled into the sheets. ‘What have I done?’
A bitter taste coated her tongue. She had become the very thing she despised—someone like her husband. A cheater. A liar. And now a prostitute.
Her throat tightened as she pried his arm off her body, careful not to wake him. The warmth disappeared instantly, replaced by the cold bite of reality.
Slipping out of bed, she moved quickly. The wooden floor was cold beneath her feet as she grabbed her dress and stumbled into the bathroom.
The moment she turned on the shower, icy water cascaded over her skin, making her gasp. She scrubbed her body until her skin burned, as if she could wash away the night’s mistakes. But no matter how hard she tried, the ghost of his touch lingered.
She exhaled shakily. ‘Get a grip, Catherine. He did it first and you are no longer married to him. Stop feeling guilty’
Dressing hurriedly, she cast one last glance at the sleeping man. His face was peaceful, his dark hair tousled from sleep. She felt a strange pull in her chest, but she shoved it away.
She had to leave.
Without a sound, she slipped out of the room, her heels clicking against the marble floor as she ran.
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Catherine barely remembered how she got home. The moment she stepped into the house she once called hers, she froze.
A heavy silence filled the room, broken only by the ticking of the grandfather clock.
Then—her stomach dropped.
Alexis family.
They were all seated in the spacious living room, their judgmental eyes pinning her in place.
Her mother-in-law’s sharp gaze flickered over her disheveled state before her nose wrinkled. “What is that stench?” she demanded.
Catherine blinked in confusion.
Alex's cousin sneered. “She reeks of a man.”
Panic shot through her veins. “No… no, they can’t know.”
Her husband—no, ex-husband—sat with his arms crossed, a self-satisfied smirk tugging at his lips.
“She finally decided to show up,” Alex drawled. “Tell us, Catherine. Where exactly were you last night?”
His words dripped with mockery, but his eyes held something colder. Something triumphant.
Her hands balled into fists. “I came to pack my things.”
His mother scoffed, standing to her full height. “Pack your things? After abandoning your husband? After whoring around?”
His cousin looked at her with venom in her eyes. “I always didn't like her, I knew something was up with her. Finally, you all can see her bad behavior, sleeping around with different men.”
Catherine flinched as if struck.
“You dare walk in here smelling like another man?” Alex's uncle spat. “And you wonder why your husband replaced you.”
Her chest tightened. Anger flared, fighting against the lump forming in her throat. “Replaced me?” she echoed, her voice shaking.
Alex leaned back lazily. “Of course. I already told my family the truth—you were never a good wife.”
Catherine’s nails dug into her palms. “The truth?” she bit out.
“Yes,” his mother chimed in, her gaze filled with disgust. “You refused to give him children, refused to take care of him like a proper wife. A man has needs, Catherine. And you—” she looked her up and down with disdain “—you were too busy gallivanting to satisfy your husband. You were rebelling against him and making him feel less.”
Catherine’s breath came in short, sharp gasps. The injustice of it all clawed at her throat.
“I sacrificed everything for this marriage!” she snapped, her voice raw with betrayal. “I supported him, took up a different job so that we can have something to eat, I worked alongside him, and what did he do? He used our savings to wed another woman!”
Silence.
Then, Alex's mother scoffed. “Excuses. A marriage without intimacy is bound to fail.”
Catherine’s vision blurred. Her heart pounded, her body trembling with rage.
“You never even asked for my side of the story,” she whispered.
“You’ve said enough,” Alex's cousin interjected. “We don’t need the words of a—”
A sharp slap cut through the tension.
Catherine barely had time to react before Aaron’s mother lifted her hand again, fury blazing in her eyes.
“You will not insult my son in front of me!” she shouted.
Catherine stood frozen, her entire body vibrating with suppressed emotion. Her lips parted, but before she could speak—
A deep, commanding voice sliced through the chaos.
“I’d suggest you rethink that.”
The room fell into stunned silence.
Catherine turned, her breath catching in her throat.
A tall figure leaned against the doorway, his dark eyes scanning the room with cold amusement. He was dressed in a crisp suit, his presence demanding attention.
Her stomach twisted into knots.
No. It can’t be…
Alex's face twisted in shock. “You—”
Catherine’s blood ran cold.
The man from last night.
The stranger who had held her, kissed her, touched her.
And now—
“Your flight was scheduled for tomorrow, you came early, Aaron," Alex's mother greeted him
He didn't answer her.
I turned to look at him, praying he doesn't remember my face. The shame curled like a fist hitting me hard. I swallowed as I tried to act normal.
Her husband’s outcast stepbrother.
Her pulse roared in her ears as panic took hold.
He turned to Alex's mother, his lips curling into a smirk. “I just arrived. Did I miss something?”
Catherine’s heart pounded so loudly she could barely hear anything else.
What was he doing here?
And more importantly—
*Did he know who she was?*
Cat stood frozen, her fingers curling tightly around the handle of her suitcase. The venomous insults and disdainful stares of the onlookers pierced her like a razor, but she refused to show any weakness on her face. She straightened, clearing her throat as she finished packing, movement throughout her body stiff and deliberate.Still, a part of her hoped—prayed—that Alex would say something, do something. However, when she made curious eye contact with him, her heart skipped a beat. His expression was emotionless, his arms tight across his chest as if he was giving two hoots. His sharp eyes, once warm, now held nothing but cold detachment.A bitter taste settled on her tongue. “So this is how it ends.”His mother didn't hesitate to show her disgust. “Now you want to use guilt to make him reason with you. We don't want you anymore. Shameless woman.Cat didn't bother to answer her because it is going to add fuel to the matter. She turned and entered the bathroom where she and Alex once
The silence in the room was enough to break the walls of the room. She lifted up her face and looked at Aaron. All of her thoughts were tied to asking him why he was doing what he was doing. There was confusion written all over her face because she could not believe that he would be doing that. Her eyes caught the papers that Aaron now held; they spoke of cruelty, and that's when she realized what she had done. Her eyes would not leave the papers in his hands. She felt like she had done something wrong. Something she was going to regret. She looked at Alex and saw how hateful he looked. " What do you think you are doing?" He went to Aaron. " Step back, this is what I want. At least, I did not take her away from you. You willingly sent her away, and now, she's mine," he said. Alex scoffed. A look of mockery in his eyes. " I can not believe you are going to fall for her deceit and her lies, I threw her out of my life because she sleeps around and she's not good enough, and you
Cat is shown her room; she walks in and is amazed at how big it is. This was the kind of house that she would have loved to move into. But as life would have it, Alex blew up the money. She felt moving in here was life's way of restoring her list hope, of giving her the apartment she had been saving for even though the money was blown away. " I made this place specifically to your taste" Aaron stood at her back. She had not heard him come in, she moved back in fear. " I did not hear the door open," she said. She had fear in her eyes as this was something she never planned for. She moved away from him. " You planned this all along, using the little time to arrange the room to my taste?" " I know what I want and I go for it" " What do you mean by that? You ruined my marriage?" She fumed. Her hands were folded, crossed right under her breast. She was upset that he had planned this with Alex." I told you already, I am not going to be a part of your accusation. You know you are
She opened her eyes and saw the room she was in. It was different from the room I was used to. She stretched her body as she stood up from the bed. Her eyes went around the room, she had to wipe her face with some water from the bathroom. Then she knew that all that happened the previous day was real. She was still married to a Dawson, just that it was the elder brother. Such a stupid thing. She was still a Dawson even after she had remarried. She walked out of the bathroom; fear gripped her as she thought about what her new life was going to be like. What she was going to do here and how things are going to be. She held her phone in her hands as she looked at the text that Alex had sent to her. She sighed. " He already succeeded in throwing me out of the house, why is he so mad that I found a roof over my head?" She said as she saw the second message from him. A knock came to the door, making her heart jump. She thought that it would be Aaron at the door. She went to it and
She left the bathroom and began to dry her body. Then she ran her hands through the clothes that were in the closet. She ran her eyes to see something that was nice and good, but her eyes seemed to be failing her. Alex was not serious with their family's business, so there was never a time she frequented the office to have decent office wear. "I should not be waiting for you for this long" she heard Aaron's voice, obviously frustrated from waiting. She sighed as she picked one of the outfits that were there. She grabbed her bag and then her phone was next, she was trying her best to hurry up with what she was doing. She opened the door and he was not near the door. She hurriedly went outside the house, hoping to see him in the car. He was already inside the car. " Why did you take so long just to appear this way?" He looked at her from her head down to her toes and then shook his head like he was very much disappointed in her for her choice of clothing. She had to look at hers
There was tension between the both of them; it was like a never-ending silence. Alex kept his eyes on Aaron, he could not believe what Aaron was doing. His fingers kept tapping beside him, he thought of what his mother was going to say to this and how his sister would react to it as well. Aaron did not bother at all; he felt his father gave him the company, and he could employ whoever pleased him; it was never something to debate about. And Cat? She felt caught in all of these like the family was trying to make a mockery of her. " I know the two of you planned this right? You planned to throw me out of the house so I could fall right into your brother's arms," she yelled. " I do not know what you are talking about. You are the one who owes me an explanation of how you got him wrapped around your fingers. I know you did something to him" he said. Cat laughed. She looked at Alex like he had gone out of his senses. “I did nothing to him; you should ask him why he is so interested
Alex paced around the house; he was trying to be careful so he did not step on the dirt that was on the floor. His eyes went round the house, and he was so disappointed at how she had left the house. " I am not getting a maid, Rebecca" " Why not? You should get a maid to do that. I did not come here to be a maid for you" she said. " And the laundry?" He asked her. " The laundry should be done by the maid as well, what do you take me for? I'm never going to stress myself over that; it's not going to happen that way," she said. He ran his hands through his hair. The sight of dirt on the floor irritated him so much. " This can't be. Cat does all of those things, and she has never complained or said anything about it; she has always been comfortable with it," he said. " I am not Cat, and I can never be here; you should not complain about little things like this. Cat was just a maid, I am a wife, and you should get the place tidied by one of the maids; I'm sure you have the money,"
She tried to take her eyes away from him but it was like something impossible for her to do. " I do not like the way you are looking at me," he said. She swallowed as she forced herself to look away from him. " That's better," he said as he tried to walk away from her, then he stopped. " I want you in the car, we should not arrive late." he walked away to the car. She stood at the door not knowing what to do at first. She did not want to believe that she was drooling at him. She touched her chest and shook her head. She got her bag and her phone as she made her way to the car. She got in and sat beside him. She did not want to move close to him so she stuck herself near the car door. " Do not end up falling from there; I do not know what you are running away from," he chuckled. She ignored him and went even close to the door. They drove to his mother's house.As soon as the car drove into the place, there was a mix of happiness and sadness that he felt. It had been a while s
She tried to take her eyes away from him but it was like something impossible for her to do. " I do not like the way you are looking at me," he said. She swallowed as she forced herself to look away from him. " That's better," he said as he tried to walk away from her, then he stopped. " I want you in the car, we should not arrive late." he walked away to the car. She stood at the door not knowing what to do at first. She did not want to believe that she was drooling at him. She touched her chest and shook her head. She got her bag and her phone as she made her way to the car. She got in and sat beside him. She did not want to move close to him so she stuck herself near the car door. " Do not end up falling from there; I do not know what you are running away from," he chuckled. She ignored him and went even close to the door. They drove to his mother's house.As soon as the car drove into the place, there was a mix of happiness and sadness that he felt. It had been a while s
Alex paced around the house; he was trying to be careful so he did not step on the dirt that was on the floor. His eyes went round the house, and he was so disappointed at how she had left the house. " I am not getting a maid, Rebecca" " Why not? You should get a maid to do that. I did not come here to be a maid for you" she said. " And the laundry?" He asked her. " The laundry should be done by the maid as well, what do you take me for? I'm never going to stress myself over that; it's not going to happen that way," she said. He ran his hands through his hair. The sight of dirt on the floor irritated him so much. " This can't be. Cat does all of those things, and she has never complained or said anything about it; she has always been comfortable with it," he said. " I am not Cat, and I can never be here; you should not complain about little things like this. Cat was just a maid, I am a wife, and you should get the place tidied by one of the maids; I'm sure you have the money,"
There was tension between the both of them; it was like a never-ending silence. Alex kept his eyes on Aaron, he could not believe what Aaron was doing. His fingers kept tapping beside him, he thought of what his mother was going to say to this and how his sister would react to it as well. Aaron did not bother at all; he felt his father gave him the company, and he could employ whoever pleased him; it was never something to debate about. And Cat? She felt caught in all of these like the family was trying to make a mockery of her. " I know the two of you planned this right? You planned to throw me out of the house so I could fall right into your brother's arms," she yelled. " I do not know what you are talking about. You are the one who owes me an explanation of how you got him wrapped around your fingers. I know you did something to him" he said. Cat laughed. She looked at Alex like he had gone out of his senses. “I did nothing to him; you should ask him why he is so interested
She left the bathroom and began to dry her body. Then she ran her hands through the clothes that were in the closet. She ran her eyes to see something that was nice and good, but her eyes seemed to be failing her. Alex was not serious with their family's business, so there was never a time she frequented the office to have decent office wear. "I should not be waiting for you for this long" she heard Aaron's voice, obviously frustrated from waiting. She sighed as she picked one of the outfits that were there. She grabbed her bag and then her phone was next, she was trying her best to hurry up with what she was doing. She opened the door and he was not near the door. She hurriedly went outside the house, hoping to see him in the car. He was already inside the car. " Why did you take so long just to appear this way?" He looked at her from her head down to her toes and then shook his head like he was very much disappointed in her for her choice of clothing. She had to look at hers
She opened her eyes and saw the room she was in. It was different from the room I was used to. She stretched her body as she stood up from the bed. Her eyes went around the room, she had to wipe her face with some water from the bathroom. Then she knew that all that happened the previous day was real. She was still married to a Dawson, just that it was the elder brother. Such a stupid thing. She was still a Dawson even after she had remarried. She walked out of the bathroom; fear gripped her as she thought about what her new life was going to be like. What she was going to do here and how things are going to be. She held her phone in her hands as she looked at the text that Alex had sent to her. She sighed. " He already succeeded in throwing me out of the house, why is he so mad that I found a roof over my head?" She said as she saw the second message from him. A knock came to the door, making her heart jump. She thought that it would be Aaron at the door. She went to it and
Cat is shown her room; she walks in and is amazed at how big it is. This was the kind of house that she would have loved to move into. But as life would have it, Alex blew up the money. She felt moving in here was life's way of restoring her list hope, of giving her the apartment she had been saving for even though the money was blown away. " I made this place specifically to your taste" Aaron stood at her back. She had not heard him come in, she moved back in fear. " I did not hear the door open," she said. She had fear in her eyes as this was something she never planned for. She moved away from him. " You planned this all along, using the little time to arrange the room to my taste?" " I know what I want and I go for it" " What do you mean by that? You ruined my marriage?" She fumed. Her hands were folded, crossed right under her breast. She was upset that he had planned this with Alex." I told you already, I am not going to be a part of your accusation. You know you are
The silence in the room was enough to break the walls of the room. She lifted up her face and looked at Aaron. All of her thoughts were tied to asking him why he was doing what he was doing. There was confusion written all over her face because she could not believe that he would be doing that. Her eyes caught the papers that Aaron now held; they spoke of cruelty, and that's when she realized what she had done. Her eyes would not leave the papers in his hands. She felt like she had done something wrong. Something she was going to regret. She looked at Alex and saw how hateful he looked. " What do you think you are doing?" He went to Aaron. " Step back, this is what I want. At least, I did not take her away from you. You willingly sent her away, and now, she's mine," he said. Alex scoffed. A look of mockery in his eyes. " I can not believe you are going to fall for her deceit and her lies, I threw her out of my life because she sleeps around and she's not good enough, and you
Cat stood frozen, her fingers curling tightly around the handle of her suitcase. The venomous insults and disdainful stares of the onlookers pierced her like a razor, but she refused to show any weakness on her face. She straightened, clearing her throat as she finished packing, movement throughout her body stiff and deliberate.Still, a part of her hoped—prayed—that Alex would say something, do something. However, when she made curious eye contact with him, her heart skipped a beat. His expression was emotionless, his arms tight across his chest as if he was giving two hoots. His sharp eyes, once warm, now held nothing but cold detachment.A bitter taste settled on her tongue. “So this is how it ends.”His mother didn't hesitate to show her disgust. “Now you want to use guilt to make him reason with you. We don't want you anymore. Shameless woman.Cat didn't bother to answer her because it is going to add fuel to the matter. She turned and entered the bathroom where she and Alex once
Warmth wrapped her. A solid arm draped over her waist, a steady heartbeat thrummed against her back. The scent of expensive cologne and musk filled her senses. Catherine’s eyes fluttered open, the unfamiliar ceiling above her bringing reality crashing down like a tidal wave. Her breath hitched. ‘Last night…’Heat rushed to her cheeks as flashes of tangled sheets, heated kisses, and whispered words replayed in her mind. Her pulse quickened when she felt the firm grip around her waist tighten slightly, as if the man beside her wasn’t ready to let go. A mix of emotions churned inside her. Shame. Regret. A lingering, unwanted thrill. Her fingers curled into the sheets. ‘What have I done?’A bitter taste coated her tongue. She had become the very thing she despised—someone like her husband. A cheater. A liar. And now a prostitute.Her throat tightened as she pried his arm off her body, careful not to wake him. The warmth disappeared instantly, replaced by the cold bite of reality. S