My sister-in-law loved making dirty jokes about my husband. When my husband wore a tight black dress shirt, her eyes lit up: "Wow, looking big and broad where it counts!" When my husband did leg day at the gym, she’d click her tongue in admiration: "A man who trains his legs is the best gift a girl could ask for..." It wasn't until our family's holiday dinner party, during a game of Cards Against Humanity-style rapid-fire questions, that she finally crossed the line into blatant provocation. Smiling, I drew a card and asked her: "What do you use to wipe your ass?" My sister-in-law, Chloe, didn't even blink: "Your husband's hands!" The entire table erupted into roaring laughter. My mother wasn't angry at all; instead, she laughed and affectionately patted Chloe’s hand. I drew another card and asked: "What do you use to wash your feet?" She raised an eyebrow with a wicked smirk: "Your husband's mouth." My husband, Liam's, face instantly turned beet red all the way to his ears. I smiled, took a sip of my wine, and asked my final question: "What are you hiding on your phone that you don't want anyone to see?" Chloe slammed her hand on the table and shouted: "Your husband's nudes!" My cousin, Tyler, slapped the table in approval, wrapping his arm tightly around Chloe’s waist, laughing so hard he could barely breathe. "That's my wife! She's ruthless! Mia, you lost! Drink up!" I left my wine glass untouched, staring dead into Chloe’s eyes. "I don't believe you. Pull them out and show us." ....... Chloe's face instantly went paper-white. Her previous arrogance vanished into thin air. She instinctively clutched her phone tightly to her chest, her eyes darting around nervously. Tyler was still hyping up the crowd, reaching out to grab her phone. "Come on, Chloe, pull it out and show her! Make this girl admit defeat!" Another cousin chimed in: "If you don't have them, you have to take a shot of whiskey!" I let out a soft laugh and immediately poured a massive, overflowing glass of straight whiskey. "I've shown my hand. Now let's see if you actually have the guts to show yours, Chloe." Chloe's demeanor snapped. She abruptly stood up, her chair screeching against the floor. "Mia, what the hell is that supposed to mean?! Are you accusing me of something? It's just a stupid game! I'm not playing anymore!" She turned to storm off, but Tyler grabbed her arm. "Why are you getting so mad? We just want to look at your phone. It doesn't hurt to just prove it!" The moment those words left Tyler's mouth, tears started rolling down Chloe's face like a broken string of pearls. She pointed a trembling finger right at Tyler's nose and screamed: "So you don't trust me either, is that it?! Have you been wanting to dump me for some fertile woman who can actually give you kids?!" "Fine! Let's get a divorce! We can divorce right now!" The moment she said that, the entire living room fell into a deathly, suffocating silence. The older relatives' faces all changed. They dropped their playing cards and rushed over to intercede. My mom was the first to charge at me. "You stupid girl! It's the holidays! Why did you have to play this stupid game and provoke your sister-in-law like this?! Are you happy now?!" She viciously pinched my arm. "Apologize to your sister-in-law right now!" My older aunt chimed in: "Mia, you are being incredibly immature! Just because you can't get pregnant yourself doesn't mean you should be jealous of your sister-in-law!" My second aunt piled on: "A woman who can't bear children has committed the ultimate sin! How do you even have the nerve to cause a scene here? If it were me, I'd find a hole to crawl into and hide!" "Chloe, sweetie, don't be mad. Couples fight, it's normal! There's no need to blow this out of proportion just because Mia is acting like a brat!" Chloe cried even harder. "This isn't about the game! This is about trust! He doesn't even trust me! How am I supposed to stay married to him?!" As she cried, she sprinted toward the balcony. "I'd be better off dead!" Tyler lost his temper too. "Mia! It was just a game! Are you really going to push your sister-in-law to suicide before you're satisfied?!" But even as he yelled at me, his eyes couldn't help but nervously dart toward Chloe. "Chloe... is there actually something on your phone you don't want us to see?" Chloe's tears fell even faster. She ran to the edge of the balcony and threw one leg over the railing! Tyler's face drained of all color. "CHLOE!" My mom was practically jumping up and down in panic. She spun around and slapped me hard across the face. "You jinx! How did I give birth to something like you?!" "She is pregnant with a child! If anything happens to her or that baby, you will be the greatest sinner in this family's history!" "Get over there and apologize to her right now! Talk her down!" Several of my cousins started shoving me forward. "Go! Do you want to murder the family's first grandson?!" "You ungrateful bitch! How dare you bully your sister-in-law!" I shrugged indifferently. "She's the one who can't handle losing a game she started." My mom grabbed me by the hair, trying to drag me toward the balcony. "Chloe, please! Mia knows she was wrong! She's here to apologize!" "Please come down! You're going to hurt the baby!" Tyler stood nearby, his face looking utterly dreadful, but he couldn't hide his panicked concern. "Okay, okay, I believe you! We won't look at the phone, okay? Just come down!" But Chloe felt empowered by the attention. "Why should my reputation be dragged through the mud for no reason?! She has to apologize to me! Otherwise, I'm not coming down!" Tyler panicked. "Mia, please! I'm begging you! I know you're stubborn, but just apologize to your sister-in-law! She's pregnant!" I looked at Tyler, shaking my head in profound disappointment. "I'll apologize, but only after she pulls out her phone and lets me see it." Chloe immediately threw her other leg over the railing! My mom looked like a deranged lunatic, lunging forward to beat me again, but Liam grabbed her arm to stop her. He shot me a highly complex, unreadable look. "If I take her phone and show it to you, will you apologize?" I raised an eyebrow and nodded. Liam reached out. His hand had barely brushed against Chloe's phone. Suddenly, Chloe let out a piercing scream. Her foot slipped, and her entire body plummeted backward off the balcony! Without a second thought, Liam lunged forward to grab her, but her momentum threw him off balance, and he was dragged over the railing with her! "CHLOE!" Tyler screamed like his soul had left his body, sprinting frantically down the stairs. I stood coldly in the living room, watching my family devolve into absolute chaos—screaming, calling 911, rushing downstairs to save them. My mom charged back up to me and shoved me violently. "You cold-blooded, heartless animal! Liam fell off the balcony trying to save Chloe, and you don't even care?!" "Did you really have to win this stupid game?! If there are no photos on that phone, you just murdered two people for nothing!" "How did I raise such a vicious, sociopathic monster?!" The other relatives swarmed around me, pointing fingers. "You absolute jinx! Ruining the holidays with this tragedy!" "You can't get pregnant yourself, so you can't stand seeing anyone else happy! Your heart is pure evil!" "Tyler has the worst luck in the world having you as a cousin!" I casually brushed the imaginary dust off my shirt. "We're on the second floor. Even if they landed on their heads, they wouldn't die." "As for what's on that phone... if she truly had nothing to hide, would she rather risk death than let me see it?" My mom froze, temporarily speechless. Right then, Tyler's agonizing, gut-wrenching screams echoed from the courtyard below. "Chloe! Chloe is bleeding! The baby! My baby!" Liam, who had broken his leg trying to shield Chloe during the fall, was sweating profusely from the pain. Our massive extended family swarmed the hospital emergency room like a chaotic army. Outside the operating room, Tyler knelt on the floor, his face ghost-white, pulling violently at his own hair. "This is all my fault... this is all my fault..." "Chloe went through so much pain—taking all those pills and getting all those injections just to finally get pregnant—and I actually doubted her... I'm a monster!" I walked up to him and held out my hand. "Where is her phone?" Tyler snapped his head up. His hands balled into tight fists, and pushed past his breaking point, he roared at me: "Your sister-in-law and your husband are both in emergency surgery! And you're still obsessing over a fucking phone?!" "Is human life worth less to you than a stupid game?!" Furious and devastated, he pulled Chloe's phone out of his pocket and violently hurled it at my chest. "Here! Take it! Are you happy now?!" The relatives gathered outside the OR instantly erupted, pointing their fingers at my nose and cursing me. "Mia, you have crossed the line!" "You don't even care if your own husband lives or dies! Are you even human?!" "If anything happens to Chloe, you will pay for it for the rest of your life!" I treated their voices like white noise. My only focus was opening that phone. But the screen was completely shattered from the fall. It was just a glowing white void; I couldn't see a thing. Tyler let out a cold, bitter laugh as he stood up. "Satisfied now? The phone is destroyed! You can't check anything!" "If anything happens to my wife or my child, I am going to destroy you!" Everyone crowded around the OR doors, waiting anxiously for news. I quietly texted a friend who worked in IT forensics: "I need a massive favor. I have a phone with a shattered screen that needs data recovery. As fast as humanly possible." I ordered an emergency courier and sent the broken phone off immediately. Just then, the doors to the operating room opened. The doctor pulled down his mask and shook his head. "I'm sorry. We did everything we could. The baby didn't make it." Chloe was wheeled out. Her face was as pale as a sheet of paper, her lips cracked and dry, her eyes tightly closed. Tyler broke down completely. He threw himself over her gurney, sobbing hysterically. "Chloe! My baby! This is all my fault!" "I'm so sorry!" He began viciously slapping his own face, over and over, only stopping when blood began to trickle from the corner of his mouth. I walked up and patted his shoulder. "Tyler. My condolences." "But honestly, you shouldn't be so sure that baby was even yours." Tyler whipped his head around, grabbed me by the collar, and slapped me hard across the face. "Mia! I'm going to kill you, you bitch!" "What the hell are you trying to do?! Chloe is lying here half-dead, and you're still trying to slander her?!" "What did I ever do to you that makes you want to destroy my marriage so badly?!" I wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth and stared at him with a cold, mocking smile. "Slander her?" "Tyler, do you honestly believe Chloe was a virgin who had never dated anyone before she met you?" I pulled a photograph out of my pocket and slapped it hard against his chest. It was a photo of Chloe and Liam. In the picture, they looked about seventeen or eighteen years old. They were clinging to each other like conjoined twins. Chloe's arms were wrapped tightly around Liam's neck, their lips practically touching. The intimacy was undeniable. Tyler picked up the photo. His eyes instantly glazed over. He stared at the picture, then looked at me, his lips trembling. It took him a long time to force out a sentence. "What... what is this?" The relatives swarming around us leaned in to look. The moment they saw the photo, the hallway exploded in shock. "Wait... isn't that Liam?" "Chloe and Liam knew each other before this?" "No wonder Chloe refused to show her phone earlier... Is there something going on between them?" The commotion woke Chloe up. She slowly opened her eyes, and the moment she saw the photo, her face turned a ghastly shade of white. She struggled to sit up on the gurney. "Mia! You psycho! Liam and I were just classmates in high school!" "You actually photoshopped a picture to frame me and destroy my marriage with Tyler! You are pure evil!" She looked at Tyler, tears streaming down her face, her eyes filled with desperate grievance. "Honey, you have to believe me! I have never, ever betrayed you! This is all Mia's sick, twisted conspiracy!" Tyler held the photo, his hands shaking violently. He looked at Chloe, then back at the photo. His eyes were a chaotic mess of conflict and doubt. I let out a cold laugh. "Classmates? Do classmates hold each other that tightly? Do classmates wrap their arms around each other's necks?" "Chloe, I already did the background check. You and Liam dated in high school, and you lived together for two years!" "When you married Tyler, you played the innocent, pure virgin. Doesn't that make you sick to your stomach?" Chloe's face went completely bloodless. She opened her mouth, but for a long time, no words came out. Tyler stared at Chloe. "Chloe, is she telling the truth?" Chloe shook her head frantically, crying and screaming, "NO! Honey, please believe me! Mia made this all up! She's jealous that I could get pregnant with your child, so she's trying to frame me!" She struggled off the gurney and threw herself into Tyler's arms, hugging him tightly around the waist. "Honey, you know how much I suffered to get pregnant! This baby was a miracle! And now that Mia killed our baby, she's still trying to ruin my reputation..." I laughed. "What's so hard about getting pregnant? I just lent you my husband for a night, right?" Chloe pointed a shaking finger at me. "What the hell are you talking about?! You really have gone insane from playing that game!" I smiled coldly. "I just paid someone to take the fetal tissue from your miscarriage to a private lab for a rapid DNA test." "Whether I'm talking nonsense or not, we'll know as soon as the results come back." The panic in Chloe's eyes was instantaneous and undeniable. The next second, she turned a freezing, lethal glare onto Tyler. "Tyler, did you know about this?! Did you authorize this test?!" Tyler shook his head frantically. "No! I had no idea she did that!" The hatred in Chloe's eyes was palpable. She stared at Tyler, enunciating every word. "Tyler, since you clearly suspect me too, then we are done." "The second the courthouse opens, we are getting a divorce!" Tyler completely panicked. He grabbed Chloe's hands, his eyes filled with desperate pleading. "No! Chloe, I never doubted you! I don't care if you dated someone before me, it doesn't matter! I truly love you!" "Please don't divorce me! This is all Mia's fault!" The aunts and uncles immediately started trying to play peacemaker. "Yeah, Chloe, every couple fights. Tyler was just confused for a second, you have to forgive him." "You can always have another baby, but if you get a divorce, you'll lose everything!" "Mia, so what if your sister-in-law dated someone before? Didn't you date around in college too? Who are you to judge?!" "You act like a total bitch, and you still have the nerve to attack your sister-in-law!" "Get on your knees and apologize right now!" Right at that exact moment. A nurse walked over holding a sealed manila envelope. "The rapid DNA test results are in." "The biological father of the fetus... is not Mr. Tyler Evans." That single sentence acted like a nuclear bomb detonating in the middle of the hallway. Tyler stared at Chloe in absolute, shattered disbelief. The desperate love in his eyes vanished, replaced by a terrifying void. "You lied to me! You actually lied to me!" He slapped Chloe across the face with all his strength. "I treated you like a queen, and this is how you repay me?!" Chloe held her stinging cheek, crying even harder. "Honey, I didn't! The clinic must have mixed up the test tubes! I have never betrayed you!" I laughed coldly. "A mix-up? A mix-up that just happens to perfectly match Liam's DNA?" "He has never donated sperm to a clinic in his life." Chloe's face turned ash-white. "You're making this up! Everyone knows you have friends who work at this hospital! You did this on purpose to frame me!" Just then, Liam hobbled out of his hospital room on crutches. He walked over to Chloe's side and let out a heavy sigh. "It's my fault." "A while ago, I was desperate for cash, so I went to a clinic and donated sperm. I never imagined it would lead to this kind of bizarre coincidence." "Mia, are you satisfied now?" I stared at him with a cold, mocking smile, my eyes filled with profound disappointment. "Liam, do you even bother trying to make your lies sound believable anymore?" "Do you honestly think that pathetic excuse is going to clear you and Chloe?" Tyler suddenly snapped. Like a wild animal, he grabbed me by the collar and violently slammed my head against the hospital wall. "This is all your fault! You psychotic bitch!" "If it weren't for you, Chloe wouldn't have miscarried, and our baby wouldn't be dead!" "Why are you doing this to us?!"
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