I Tore Apart the Sister Who Went Jogging in Bikinis

chapter 1

My name is Lily Cooper. My twin sister Jasmine Cooper has always been keen on dressing provocatively.

She jogs around the neighborhood in a bikini in the morning and dances on the balcony in lingerie in the evening.

I've advised her countless times, but she not only ignores me, she mocks me for having a dirty mind. She says she wants the freedom to dress as she pleases.

As a result, she caught the attention of the delivery guy Stefan Wilson, who often brought packages to her house, and slept with him for a month.

When she found out she was pregnant, she came to me. I told her to terminate the pregnancy and report it to the police, but she said I was inhumane and heartless.

But after the child was born, she was afraid her husband David Miller would come back to confront her, so she insisted I raise the child for her.

But her affairs had already spread like wildfire in the neighborhood, and many residents went to her house to scold her, threatening to kill her.

Yet she didn't hesitate to push me forward. "Look, the child calls her mom. The shameless woman seducing your men is her."

I was stripped naked by the angry women and thrown onto the street, and someone even recorded a video and uploaded it online.

The overwhelming online abuse crushed my spirit. I developed depression and eventually took my own life.

When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day Jasmine was shouting about her freedom to dress as she pleased.

Just as I came out of the bathroom, I saw Jasmine showing off her figure in a bikini in front of the mirror.

"This was sent back specially by David from abroad. Does it look good?" she turned and asked me.

David loves her dearly and always spoils her. However, he spends most of the year working away from home, so he asked me to move in to keep her company.

Knowing she loves beauty, he frequently sends her lots of beautiful clothes.

Jasmine has a petite figure but is curvy. Her alluring large chest highlights her sensuality and charm, and the bikini bottoms barely cover her perky butt.

I thought, "Why does this sound so familiar?"

Turns out, I was reborn on the day Jasmine went jogging in a bikini.

In my previous life, I stopped her, fearing she'd attract the attention of ill-intentioned people.

But she insisted on showing off her figure, scolding me for being old-fashioned and dirty-minded, saying I didn't understand the freedom to dress.

She also said that all the women in the neighborhood needed to know how much David loved her, and if I kept stopping her from showing off their love, she told me to go die.

Later, the delivery guy Stefan, who often brought her packages, found out that David was often away and Jasmine had money, so he set his sights on her.

He started flirting frequently, sending her suggestive messages late at night. A few times, he even asked her out for dinner, speaking inappropriately.

I advised her to stay away from such a person. "That guy's gaze isn't clean, don't give him a chance."

She didn't argue at the time and never mentioned Stefan's name again. I thought she had finally listened.

But a few months later, she cried and threw herself into my arms, saying that Stefan had forced himself on her while she was home alone. Now she's pregnant and asked me what to do.

What can I do?

David loves her, but he can't raise someone else's child, right? The neighbors in the community will gossip endlessly. How will Jasmine face people in the future?

I immediately decided to take her to the hospital for an abortion and insisted on reporting it to the police.

Just moments ago, she was frail and flustered, but now she arrogantly pointed at me and cursed, calling me cruel and heartless.

She also said Stefan's family is poor, and he supports his elderly parents by delivering packages. If he goes to jail, no one will take care of them. She scolded me for lacking compassion.

Im completely speechless.

The child was eventually born. Jasmine was afraid David would divorce her if he found out, which would ruin her comfortable life, so she insisted on making me raise the child.

She said, "You're young, raising a child won't stop you from getting married. If you really can't get married, I'll pay to support you and the child."

"I'm different. Everyone knows David is away all year round. If they find out I'm suddenly pregnant, the whole neighborhood will laugh at me. We won't be able to keep this big house either, right?"

Seeing me silent, she pretended to look pitiful. "Lily, Mom and Dad passed away early, you're my only family. Can you bear to see me die?"

Thinking about how she rarely found such a good husband and not wanting them to divorce, plus shes my only family, I had no choice but to agree.

But she was too muchrunning in a bikini around the neighborhood in the morning, dancing in lingerie on the balcony in the evening.

Her countless revealing private photos had already spread wildly in the neighborhood. So many times, while I was walking with my child, I was cursed at and splashed with dirty water.

Later, my child and I didnt even dare to go out anymore.

But Jasmine remained flashy and arrogant, saying those women were just jealous of her and even scolded me for being cowardly and useless.

In the end, those neighbors driven mad by her directly came to her house, cursing her and threatening to beat her to death.

Without a second thought, she pushed me out. "Look, the child calls her mom. The shameless woman seducing your men is her."

So, I was stripped naked by the angry women and thrown onto the street, with onlookers filming and posting videos online.

The relentless cyberbullying caused me to develop depression, and I eventually took my own life.

My thoughts snapped back as Jasmine asked me again, "Does it look good or not?"

Looking at her revealing outfit, I no longer stopped her. "It looks good. Your body, your choice."

I thought, "Fine, since you want the freedom to dress, I'll give you that freedom."