My Trashy Ex Got My Evil Cousin Pregnant, So I Sent Him To Jail

I was taking my mom, Sarah, and my Aunt Susan to see the new condo I had just bought. But when I unlocked the door, I walked in on my cousin Hailey, wearing my clothes, getting hot and heavy with my boyfriend Liam on the living room couch. … The moment the door cracked open, my family and I heard Hailey's shameless moans echoing from inside. "Oh, Liam... who's better? Me or Chloe?" "You, of course, babe..." My boyfriend, Liam, gasped for breath, spitting in disgust when he mentioned my name. "Chloe is such a frigid prude. She won't even let me touch her!" I instinctively tried to close the door, but Aunt Susan, who was standing right behind me, couldn't hold back. She had always been hot-tempered and overbearing. Pushing past me, she slammed the door wide open. In the sparsely furnished living room, their two bodies were tangled together. The heavy thud of the door slamming against the wall startled the passionate couple. Hearing the noise, Hailey looked up. Seeing the three of us walking in, she shrieked, grabbed whatever clothes she could to cover her bare body, and cowed behind Liam. Liam's face turned incredibly pale. I couldn't tell if he was furious because he was interrupted at the climax, or because his dirty secret had been exposed. Probably both. After all, he was a narcissistic jerk who cared about his reputation more than anything. "Liam! You're Chloe's boyfriend! How could you sleep with Hailey?!" Aunt Susan immediately flew into a rage. She glared at the shirtless Liam and yelled at the top of her lungs, "If you do this, how is Hailey ever going to find a decent husband?!" "Stop screaming! Your daughter was the one who seduced me!" Irritated, Liam rubbed his ears. His eyes pierced through the small crowd to look at me, standing at the very back in absolute silence. Since we started dating, I had always catered to him. I had never even raised my voice at him once. When our eyes met, I forced a look of sheer heartbreak and confusion onto my face. Aunt Susan was still screaming and cursing like a madwoman. I took a deep breath, gathering my courage, and asked, "Susan, yelling won't solve anything. How do you want to handle this?" "How do I want to handle this?" Hearing my question, Aunt Susan finally shut her loud mouth. Her eyes darted around, subtly lingering on the expensive Rolex on Liam's wrist. "Chloe, sweetie... we all heard it just now. You and Liam haven't actually done anything yet, right?" "So... why don't you just let Hailey have Liam?" "No!" I rejected her immediately without even thinking. "Anything else, but not this." Seeing my firm stance, Hailey got anxious. She poked her head out and snapped, "Chloe, are you out of your mind?" "Your boyfriend just slept with me, and you're still treating him like some prize?" I opened my mouth to shoot back, but my timid mother, who had been silent since we walked in, finally moved. She grabbed my arm. "Chloe... Susan is right. Maybe... you should just let Hailey have him?" "Mom?!" I turned to look at my mother in absolute disbelief. She knew how absurd and unfair her request was. She hung her head, avoiding my gaze. "You're the older one. You should let Hailey have her way..." I had heard this sentence a thousand times growing up. Hailey loved stealing my things. Whenever I cried and fought back, my mother would pacify me with those exact words. My eyes welled up with tears of grievance, but I remained firm in my refusal. "I'm not giving Liam up to anyone!" "Everyone makes mistakes. Even though he hurt me, I love him, and I'm willing to forgive him!" I made my stance crystal clear. No matter how much Aunt Susan and Hailey screamed, or how much my mother pleaded, I didn't budge. Watching the chaos unfold, Liam smirked. He looked extremely pleased with my reaction. I had stroked his ego perfectly. His toxic male vanity was fully satisfied. Like a benevolent king handing down a decree, he finally spoke up to show his stance. "I'm not a trophy to be passed around." "I have no intention of breaking up with Chloe for now." With those words, the room finally fell silent. I suppressed my emotions, but eventually, I couldn't take it anymore. I turned and bolted out the door. —Because if I stayed for one more second, I wouldn't have been able to stop myself from laughing out loud. Ugh, what a delusional, narcissistic loser.A week had passed since that day. During this week, Liam had tried to win me back multiple times, both openly and secretly. Sometimes it was a bouquet of roses left on my office desk in the morning. Sometimes it was Starbucks delivered to me during a busy afternoon. Other times, he would wait for me downstairs after work. I ignored him completely. "Chloe, I get that you're mad. But you've carried this on long enough. Know when to stop!" Today, while I was working in my office, Liam finally lost his patience and confronted me during work hours. He immediately started using his typical controlling-boyfriend tone. I didn't even look up from my documents, keeping my voice cold and harsh. "Our company has a strict policy against workplace dating. Do you want both of us to get fired?" Hearing this, Liam shrank back in fear. He couldn't afford to lose his job, and he certainly couldn't afford to lose me, his cash cow. His arrogant attitude vanished instantly. Knowing when to play nice, I offered him a sweet escape after the hard blow. "You did something so terrible. Even though I said I forgave you, isn't it normal for me to still be hurt?" Hearing this, Liam finally relaxed. A smug smile appeared on his face as he sat down in the leather chair opposite me. "Chloe, you said it yourself—everyone makes mistakes. Besides, you can't blame this entirely on me." "You're always so focused on your career. You wouldn't even let me kiss you most of the time." "I'm a grown man with physical needs..." The more Liam spoke, the more self-righteous he became. I listened silently, sneering in my mind, but on the outside, I put on a thoughtful and remorseful expression. "You're right, Liam. But I really don't have the time or energy right now." "I'm just a mid-level manager, and my salary is only slightly higher than yours. You spend a lot of money, and you have to send cash back to your parents. If I don't work hard to make money..." The moment I mentioned money, Liam immediately changed his tune. "I know, I know. That's why I've never forced you, right?" "I understand how hard you work, but you also have to understand my needs..." Liam was in the middle of spinning another web of gaslighting when his phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen, and his expression flickered subtly. Leaving me with a hasty "I have an emergency," he rushed out of the office. I was more than happy to see him leave. At the same time, I had a pretty good guess about who had texted him. Sure enough, as the night fell and I was preparing to work overtime, Hailey sent me a few photos on SnapChat. They showed a trash can filled with crumpled tissues, a torn piece of sexy lingerie on the floor, and Hailey blushing, snuggling happily into a sleeping Liam's chest. "Chloe, since we were kids, if I want something, I get it!" Looking at the provocative message, I felt absolutely nothing. In fact, I wanted to laugh. I wasn't afraid of Hailey trying to steal him. I was only afraid she wouldn't try hard enough. After a moment's thought, I decided to add some fuel to the fire. I replied: "Liam is a person, not an object. Let's talk after you actually lock him down." She didn't reply, but I knew Hailey's competitive spirit had been fully ignited. I knew she wouldn't disappoint me. After all, she was right about one thing—since we were kids, she would use any underhanded method to steal whatever I had. I was used to it, but that didn't mean I would tolerate it forever. Putting those irrelevant people out of my mind, I buried myself back in my work. I worked until the office was completely dead and quiet. Stretching my aching back, I rubbed my tired eyes, packed up my things, and headed for the elevator. When the elevator doors opened, I saw someone I didn't expect. My CEO stood alone in the empty elevator. He was tall, dressed in a sharp suit, looking cold and completely unapproachable. Seeing me, he merely raised an eyebrow. I bit my lip, hesitating whether I should wait for the next elevator. But he reached out with his long, well-defined fingers and pressed the door-open button, stopping the doors from closing. "What are you standing there for? Get in." His voice was deep and magnetic. Clutching my bag tightly, I braced myself and stepped inside. "Thank you..." Before I could even finish my sentence, the elevator doors closed, and a pair of strong arms wrapped tightly around my waist from behind. His head buried itself in the crook of my neck. He let out a muffled, aggrieved complain. "You're acting so distant with me.""Chloe, what is so great about that trash, Liam?" "We've been secretly dating for six years, since college, and you still won't make us public." "He's only been at the company for a few months, and you're leaving me to be with him? You even took him home to meet your family for the holidays." "The company has a strict policy against workplace dating..." The man got more worked up as he spoke. "Do you want me to fire him tomorrow?" "Asher, stop playing around." My neck tickled. I couldn't help but turn my head to rub against his. "You're always like this. You never tell me what's on your mind. You always try to solve everything by yourself." Dissatisfied, Asher turned me around to face him, and his hot lips immediately covered mine. He kissed me so deeply that my face flushed, and I could barely breathe. But having been apart for over a month, I missed him terribly. I stood on my toes and wrapped my arms tightly around his neck. He lifted me up, kissing me all the way from the elevator to the backseat of his car in the underground parking lot. He pinned me beneath him in the cramped space, leaving me with nowhere to run. "Where did he touch you?" "I didn't let him touch me." Hearing my answer, Asher's mood improved significantly. His voice softened. "Can I?" "Mmh... be gentle." After so many days of separation, being united with the one I loved made us both let out sighs of deep satisfaction. Afterward, Asher held me contentedly. "Chloe, you've always been independent. I won't get in the way of your plans, but how much longer do I have to play the secret boyfriend?" I narrowed my eyes lazily, teasing him on purpose. "What? I told you when you first pursued me—if you want to be with me, you have to be prepared to stay in the shadows forever." "...I've already waited six years." Asher went silent for a moment, then leaned down and gently bit my neck. "I don't care if I have to stay in the shadows forever. I'd gladly be your secret lover for the rest of my life." Seeing how adorable and pitiful he looked, I couldn't bear to tease him anymore. I leaned up and kissed the corner of his mouth to soothe him. "Soon, babe. I'm sorry you have to go through this. Just wait for me a little longer." Asher didn't say anything, accepting my promise with a sigh. But he grabbed my waist and pulled me onto his lap. "I'm dying of jealousy here, Chloe. You need to compensate me more..." A night of indulgence finally calmed Asher's anxiety. Extremely exhausted, I took a day off to rest at home. I didn't receive any messages from Liam, but Hailey sent me more updates. The photos were so explicit they were almost disgusting. I grimaced and saved them anyway. Then I played the voice message she sent. The voices of Hailey and Liam echoed in the quiet room. "Liam, you didn't go home last night and left Chloe alone. Won't she be mad?" "That boring workaholic? She's probably still working overtime at the office!" "You said last night she wouldn't even let you touch her. As a girlfriend, how can she be like that?" "Exactly. She has no idea how to please a man. You're much better, Hailey..." What followed was a series of suggestive and inappropriate noises. I curled my lips. Sorry to burst your bubble, but I definitely wasn't alone last night. Thinking of last night's wild session, my waist started to ache again. I rolled over uncomfortably, and Hailey's provocative text popped up: "Sorry, cousin, but your boyfriend is officially mine." I pretended to be desperate and replied: "No way! Liam is my boyfriend! Even if he did these foolish things with you, he will still choose me in the end!" After sending the message, I turned off my phone and slept until I woke up naturally. In the days that followed, I continued working overtime at the company as usual. And Hailey indeed had some skills. She kept Liam wrapped around her finger day and night, which made my life much more peaceful. Asher noticed this too. Before, he only dared to arrange "accidental" late-night encounters. Now, he had become bold enough to call me into his office lounge under the guise of "work reports." "Chloe, how long has it been since you last gave me that promise?" Asher grumbled, pressing his weight against me as he worked hard. "How much longer are you going to let that trash Liam hold the title of your boyfriend?" "Ah... it's not up to me..." The intense movement made me feel like I was floating. I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck, letting out soft gasps. "Just wait a little longer..." "What exactly are you waiting for?" "I'm waiting for..." My vision blurred, and before I could finish my sentence, my phone on the sofa rang. Seeing the familiar caller ID, I pointed at the phone and smiled. "If I'm not wrong, this is what I've been waiting for."