Heartbroken By My Deceitful Savior, Healed By My Arranged Groom

"Are you the housekeeper for Jordy's family?" asked the woman in a vibrant red dress, looking seductive. She spoke the moment Cassie Lloyd opened the door. Her voice carried a confident aura.

Cassie's expression turned stiff in an instant.

She thought this stranger must have mistaken the house for another home.

But that thought shattered the moment she noticed the man beside the woman. Her husband, Jordy Sutton, stood there.

"Go make some coffee. I need a word with you later," Jordy said, irritation pulling at his face when Cassie did not respond fast enough.

Before, he used to overlook her simple ways. Now that he carried influence in Neerdale, he acted as though a stay-at-home wife like her had no place at his side.

Jordy brushed past Cassie when she failed to move. He guided the woman inside with a careful hand.

"You should take it easy. You're expecting, and you need all the rest you can get," Jordy said to the woman.

Cassie felt her head go blank when she heard that.

The woman was carrying a child?

Was it Jordy's?

What exactly was happening here?

Cassie stood there, unable to believe that Jordy not only had another woman, but also had the gall to bring her into their home.

"Are you Jordy's mistress?" Cassie asked the woman, her voice steady as she held on to the kitchen knife she had not yet set down.

"Mistress?" the woman exclaimed, her eyes flaring with anger. "I'm Lucinda Jones from the powerful Jones family. Watch your mouth when you talk to me. And once Jordy finally divorces that forgotten wife of his, I'll be the next Mrs. Sutton."

Lucinda's gaze swept over Cassie from head to toe. "Don't tell me you are the wife he's been so eager to get rid of."

Most days, Cassie wore simple clothes and put all her effort into caring for Jordy's mother and managing his company's affairs. Today was no different. She had been cooking when the doorbell rang, dressed in something loose and comfortable.

Her bare face, framed by glasses, looked tired, and her lips had lost their color from months of quiet stress. She was far from unattractive, but her appearance now clearly couldn't compare to Lucinda's polished look.

"Jordy, don't you think I deserve an explanation for this?" Cassie said as she steadied herself and turned her focus to Jordy, refusing to let her shock overwhelm her.

Jordy barely spared her a look, dismissing her completely. He kept his attention on Lucinda as he led her further inside. "She is indeed my wife, Cassie. Don't waste your breath on her. She isn't worth your time."

Now that the confusion was gone, Lucinda's eyes were filled with open contempt toward Cassie.

"Well, so she really is Cassie," she sneered, curling her lips. "Honestly, she's hopeless. Just look at her—so plain and desperate to hang on to you. Jordy, you're way too kind. If it were up to me, I would have shown