I Tore Apart the Sister Who Went Jogging in Bikinis

chapter 3

I had already installed a camera and captured the scene of Jasmine secretly opening the door for him in the middle of the night.

In the surveillance footage, before even entering the room, the two were already eagerly embracing and kissing. Jasmine's eyes were intoxicated and dreamy, showing no signs of being forced.

She moaned in his arms, responding to him, and even showed him the lingerie David bought for her. I felt utterly disgusted.

But in the previous life, to make me take her side, she cried and told me she was raped.

The truth was right in front of me, and I had to admit that I was deceived by her.

At that time, I even stood up for her and called the delivery station to file a complaint.

Furious, I took out my phone and called the police, reporting a break-in and theft at home in the middle of the night.

The police arrived quickly and immediately restrained Stefan.

I thought this would wake Jasmine up. But she told the police that she felt sorry for Stefan and willingly gave him those things, insisting there was no theft or illegal break-in involved.

The police looked at her, then at me, and frowned, saying, "Please make sure you understand the situation before calling the police next time. Don't waste police resources."

As soon as they left, Jasmine yelled at me, "Why are you calling the police in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"

"Stefan works tirelessly delivering packages early and late to take care of his parents. How hard is that? Such a filial man, and you want to send him to jail? How can you be so heartless?"

I advised her, "You're a married woman. You can't be with another man. David treats you so well."

She raised her hand and slapped me across the face.

She gritted her teeth, "What do you know? If David really loved me, would he leave me alone at home? Stefan is different; he messages me every day. Our relationship has come this far, so what's wrong with being intimate?"

I never thought her values could be so twisted, completely overturning my understanding.

Fortunately, the police have a record, and since the alarm woke up the neighbors, at least in the future, if she gets pregnant, no one will blame me anymore.

Since she chooses to degrade herself, I can't be bothered to care.

From then on, they no longer hid it and often made some blush-inducing noises behind closed doors.

I really couldn't stand it, so I eventually moved out.

A few months later, she suddenly called me, insisting that I go back.

As soon as she saw me, she hugged me and cried, "Lily, what should I do? I actually got pregnant with that poor man's child, it's so embarrassing."

I looked at her coldly. "Since you despise him for being poor, then just get rid of the baby. Anyway, David hasn't come back yet, and no one will know."

She suddenly looked up, glaring at me. "That's a life! How can you be so heartless?"

I knew she would say that, so I shrugged. "Then just have the baby."

She pointed at my forehead with her finger. "Are you even my sister? David is coming back soon, how do we explain a sudden child at home? Have you been eyeing David all along, hoping for us to divorce?"

I was speechless, shocked by her logic.

Seeing me silent, she thought I was convinced and quickly leaned closer. "Lily, I have an idea..."

Before she could finish, the door to the house opened.

David stood at the door with his luggage.