My Sister Stole My Lover

Summary

After a smooth-talking grifter wiped out her savings, my tearful younger sister came to me. I took her in, fought her battles, hired a lawyer, and even gave her my year-end bonus—anything to help her recover.

But my boyfriend, Arthur, grew increasingly annoyed. "You handle everything for her, and she doesn’t even thank you. Serena, are you her mother? If she’s so clueless, she deserved to be scammed!"

That’s when I threw a glass at him. I stared him down and said, "She’s my flesh and blood. Our mom died when she was eight—I raised her. So treat her with grace, if not for her, then for me."