Chapter 1

The day I found out I was pregnant, I rushed through the rain to surprise Ethan at the club. Through the crack in the door, I heard laughter from him and his twin brother.

"When Rosie finds out on her wedding day that she's been sleeping with her boyfriend's twin brother for three years, won't she completely break down?"

So three years of sweetness had been nothing but a revenge scheme orchestrated for his first love, Vivian.

Even every intimate moment had been calculated, with them switching identities.

On the wedding day, I personally exposed Vivian for who she really was, making the brothers kneel before me in public regret.

A year later, when I returned from the war zone, they knelt before me begging to get back together, but I smiled while holding Sebastian's hand.

"Too late. I've moved on, and you two will never find redemption."

Rosie's POV

The day I found out I was pregnant, I rushed through heavy rain to the club Ethan frequently visited.

At the private room door, I wiped my drenched hair, planning to wait for him to finish and surprise him.

Through the slightly open door, a laughing male voice drifted out.

"Ethan, your wedding with Rosie is in one week. Is the wedding surprise all prepared?"

"It's ready," Ethan's cool voice was steeped in alcohol.

"I'll give her a memory she'll never forget."

My hand paused mid-wipe, and I couldn't help but smile.

In the three years I'd been with Ethan, he'd truly cherished me like a treasure, loving me to the bone.

"If Rosie found out I've been pretending to be you and playing her all this time, wouldn't she just collapse and lose her mind on the spot?"

"Rosie probably would never imagine in her wildest dreams that Ethan has an identical twin brother!"

"She's always been so high and mighty, hasn't she? If she knew she'd been screwed by her boyfriend's brother for three years, I wonder how priceless her expression would be."

The men's malicious laughter froze me in place instantly.

I could barely believe my ears. I stepped forward to see what was happening inside the room.

The next second, I saw a man sitting next to Ethan who looked exactly like him-from appearance to hairstyle, even the teardrop mole at the corner of his eye was identical!

The man let out a scoff and leaned back lazily on the sofa.

"Who told her to bully Vivian? Vivian is my brother's precious treasure. To punish her and make her fall from the highest happiness into hell, my brother really went through a lot."

The male friends who were usually warm to me chimed in with teasing remarks.

"Ryan, you're the one who had it hard. You did all the physical work these past few years!"

"If I looked the same, I'd want to do that physical work too!"

"Exactly. That face, that body Rosie has. Damn. If she goes crazy after the wedding, why not let us have some fun with her first?"

"Ethan came up with this plan for Vivian, played along for three years, and still managed not to touch her. What a good man!"

Ethan. Ryan. Vivian.

My head buzzed, my blood nearly freezing, unable to breathe.

My body trembled uncontrollably, and tears spilled from my eyes without permission.

So the love I thought was happiness had been a lie all along.

A trap set for me because of Vivian, my tormentor.

In the past, when I woke from nightmares about Vivian, it was Ethan who held me and comforted me, telling me not to be afraid.

In the past, when I talked about my experiences of being bullied, he was the one who soothed me over and over, taking me to see therapists.

I didn't dare believe it. I didn't want to believe it.

I didn't understand. Those moments of being loved had been so vivid. How could they possibly be fake?

The voices in the room continued.

"Vivian's coming back to the country soon. Ethan, you won't have to keep flying back and forth anymore. All those weekly flights. Aren't you tired?"

"After three years of role-playing, I can finally be myself again! Every time my brother flies overseas, I'm the one coaxing Rosie..."

"Your voices are different. She never noticed?"

Ryan scoffed.

"That stupid woman. I deliberately lowered my voice and told her I had laryngitis. Every time she fussed over me, waking up before dawn to make me breakfast!"

Another round of raucous laughter.

Ethan interrupted.

"Enough. After the wedding ends, I'll give her a large sum of money. Enough for her to live comfortably for the rest of her life."

"Ethan, don't tell me you've actually developed feelings for her?"

My heart trembled. I instinctively held my breath, staring intently at that noble-looking man.

Two seconds later, I watched him let out a light scoff.

"How could that be possible?"

"What about Ryan? After sleeping with her for three years, you didn't catch feelings, did you?"

Ethan turned to look at Ryan, who shook his head vigorously.

"After three years, I'm sick of her. Brother, why don't you take a turn?"

Ethan smiled coldly.

"I find her disgusting."

"Look, this wedding was something she begged for. I'm only giving her money to keep her from clinging to me."

"Time's a bit tight. Help me prepare."

"One week from now, right after revealing the truth, I'm going to propose to Vivian!"