He chose my stepsister. I chose his rival

Scarlet POV:

It was already 10 p.m., and Henry had still not gotten back from work, causing me to worry. I tried to call him several times, but he wasn't picking up his calls, which made me very worried. He never took this long to pick up my calls, and whenever he had to stay out late, he would always inform me beforehand. I'm not one to overthink, but for some reason, I had a bad feeling that something wasn't right, and it made me restless. I made up my mind to head to his office. After driving for about half an hour, my black sedan car finally came to a halt in front of my husband's company.

I walked into the company and noticed that there weren't that many people around, but I had expected it since it was already past 10 p.m., and most of the employees would have gone home by this time, except the security guards.

I arrived in front of his office and slowly turned the doorknob, just in case Henry was busy in his office and didn't want to be interrupted.

"Ahh. Harder, baby. Keep pounding me right there!" I heard it as soon as I turned the door open halfway.

I froze on the spot, not wanting to believe that what I was hearing was real. I sharply inhaled and exhaled, pushing the door open further so that I could confirm whether or not I was really just hearing things or if what I thought was happening was happening.

I finally gathered the courage to push the door open completely, and my eyes grew ten times wider when I was met with the familiar faces of both my husband and my younger sister, having sex on his office table. They didn't even notice that I had walked in on them because they were too engrossed in having sex and moaning like two crazed people.

"Henry, Emily," I managed to call out.

Henry and Emily halted and turned their heads when they noticed someone had walked in on them. Henry had a surprised look on his face, as he wasn't expecting me to suddenly show up, but as for Emily, she had a nonchalant look on her face, almost as though she had been waiting for me to finally find out.

"Scarlet," Henry stuttered, pulling himself out of Emily, who let out a soft moan.

"What's going on here? What are you and my sister doing in your damn office?" I asked, saying the first words that came to mind.

"I...I don't know what to tell you, but I hope you understand," Henry responded, causing me to furrow my brows in confusion.

"W...what did you just say?" I asked, hoping I heard wrong. I was trying not to stutter, but I was too furious to help myself.

"Exactly what you heard. I know you're hurt right now, but this is something that you were bound to find out about sooner or later. It's high