minutes to get out of my house.”
Sarah acted like she’d been slapped. She
screamed:
“Your house? Riley, have you lost your
marbles? This is the new mansion Jake got
me!”
“How can you be so shameless? Lying
straight to everyone’s faces!”
I laughed, a nasty little sound that surprised
even me:
“Stop acting like an idiot. I’m Jake’s legal wife, and this house is under my name.”
My voice was clear and unwavering, and it was enough to make some of her fans pause:
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“Wait, didn’t Riley used to be seen with Jake
all the time? Is it possible they were actually
together?”
“I heard Riley retired to get pregnant. What if she’s actually the Mrs.?”
Sarah went red, and slammed her fist on the
table, screaming:
“Enough! Riley retired because she couldn’t
get any more gigs. How dare you say she’s
pregnant?”
“You’re a clout chaser, right? Well, today
you’re going to see proof of Jake and me
together!”
She stood up, practically shoving the camera
into the walls.
Every single wall in the mansion was covered
in framed photos of Sarah and Jake in their
wedding attire.
I felt like the ground had disappeared from
under me.
I couldn’t be around formaldehyde because I
was pregnant, so I never actually came to this
mansion while they were fixing it.
But I remember everything in this house! The
walls were covered with rare paintings I’d
hand–picked!
Jake had hung the paintings himself, and took
photos to send to me for praise. How had all
of my art been replaced with their wedding
shots?
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I frantically searched for the pictures in my
phone, but they’d been automatically deleted
due to space constraints.
I stared at my phone, confusion all over my
face, and Sarah’s live stream was a symphony
of “LOLS“:
“She’s speechless. Didn’t expect this much
proof, huh? You can’t lie when the receipts
are plastered all over the walls.”
“Riley, time to apologize, then get out of
here!”
Apologize?
I should be calling the cops on her for
breaking and entering!
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Sarah’s smirk got wider. I forced myself to
stay calm, and asked:
“Where’s the art? Those pieces were
priceless! Who gave you permission to take
them down?”
“You better put everything back the way it
was, Sarah, or I will call the police!”
Sarah’s eyebrows furrowed, like she was
thinking real hard.
Then, a golden username entered Sarah’s live
chat.
Her fans immediately recognized it as Jake’s
personal account. The screen was flooded
with “Hey Bro–in–Law“:
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“Bro–in–law, glad you came to our rescue! No
one is getting past us!”
“Bro–in–law, Riley’s trying to steal the
spotlight and hurt Sarah!”
“Congrats on the baby! Are you filming.
overseas? Maybe send some sneak peeks?”
I rolled my eyes at the screen. Jake’s personal account was here? Maybe he would put an
end to this madness.
I waited for Jake to explain and apologize, but the first thing he did was throw virtual “gifts” at Sarah’s live stream.
What?!
Was everyone here nuts?
The guy who wanted to be joined at the hip.
with me, was sending digital gifts to my
nemesis?
My mouth hung open. Sarah just kept grinning
and said:
“Thank you honey. Stop spending money, I’m
gonna finish things here, and then I’ll meet
you overseas.”
The digital gift effects kept piling up on
screen. Jake typed one word:
“Okay.”
Sarah’s smile was almost grotesque:
“Oh, by the way, this Riley person just popped
out of nowhere, claiming it’s her baby. How
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Her fans piled on, showering me with nasty
insults.
After a beat, Jake’s personal account typed:
“Baby, don’t stress, this clout chaser, I will
take care of when I get back.”
Sarah beamed:
“Riley, see? My man said he’s going to deal
with you when he gets home! Scared yet?
“You better get on your knees and beg for
forgiveness now, or with my husband’s
power, you’ll be cancelled before you blink.”
I couldn’t care less about arguing with Sarah.
I just messaged Jake’s personal account:
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“Jake, have you lost your mind? You know
Sarah is my arch–nemesis. Why are you
playing along with her charade?”
“Get your butt over here, and explain this
right now or I’ll make you regret this!”
I furiously typed away, but then my messages
stopped going through
had blocked me!
my husband Jake
I stared at the big red exclamation mark, my
heart thumping. My hands started to shake.
What in the world?
Did Jake get a brain injury while filming
abroad?
Roforo Leould even AZAAAAA
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Before I could even process everything, Sarah
was yelling my name:
“Riley! Seriously!
“You were always trying to be with Jake, and
now that we have a baby together you still
want to force yourself into the picture?
“You tried to get your 15 minutes, now, get
on your knees and apologize!
“Otherwise, if you upset the baby, you will
have to face the consequences!”
I was already at my breaking point, so I
decided to drive to the mansion.
But when I got to the gate, I realized my
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Jake had told me all his passwords were my
birthday.
I tried several times, and it kept rejecting me.
I was about to try again, when the door
opened, Sarah stood there, looking smug,
said:
“Everyone, see? She doesn’t even know the
gate code! Claims to be Jake’s wife!
Pathetic!”
I didn’t waste my breath responding. I pushed
past her, and barged into the house:
“Sarah, get out now, or I’ll have security drag
you out!”
Sarah stared at me for a beat then burst out
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“Riley, are you serious? Do you have some
kind of mental illness? Go to a clinic! A
pregnant woman needs rest. Stop making my
life harder.”
Before she could finish, I called the security:
“Throw this trespasser out! Also, take down
those wedding photos and burn them!”
But no one moved. They all looked at Sarah.
Sarah was the center of attention, and
smirked, saying:
“You never cease to amaze me, Riley. You, a
retired, C–list celebrity? Do you dream about
marrying Jake every night?”
“You think you can boss around my staff?
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“I’ll be straight with you. Not only is Jake my
husband, but he also personally bought me
this house. The manager and security guards
are handpicked by me!”
The entire scene sent cold chills down my
spine.
I’d never actually been here, but I knew this
place so well. The house, the garden, even
the flowers, everything was chosen for my
tastes.
But Sarah knew her way around, and her staff
listened to her!
I stood there, dumbfounded, and Sarah
sneered, shoving her phone into my face:
“Take a good look at all the comments. This
is what people think of you, this clout chaser.
After you’re done, bow to me.”
“If you don’t, my husband won’t let you get
away with this!”
My head was spinning, but the nasty insults
were crystal clear:
“She got humiliated and still won’t leave?
Does she really think Jake would ever look at
her again?”