Seeing Me Kiss His Cousin, My Fiance Regrets

It was my third year with Timothy Jones when he had fallen for someone else and wanted to end things.

At his birthday party, he embraced a petite and cute woman, telling his friends, "It's better to go for the sweet, innocent ones."

Someone asked, "What about Olivia?"

"Olivia? We've been fooling around for three years. Sure, she's fun, but sometimes you need a change of pace, right?"

The "Olivia" he casually dismissed was me. And his new girlfriend? None other than my dad's illegitimate daughter, Willow Lambert.

It was fine. I decided it was time for me to change things up, too.

I was not invited to Timothy Jones' birthday party. My messages went unanswered, so I had to scour the guest list and contact mutual friends to find the address.

When I arrived, the private room was buzzing with energy. Timothy was on the leather couch, locked in a passionate embrace with someone else. The woman was lying on his chest, slightly blushed. Looking closer, I realized it was Willow Lambert, my father's illegitimate daughter.

"Should we tell Olivia?"

"Can't you read the room? Tim has clearly moved on."

…

As the few men whispered by the door, I walked in. The lively room fell into an uncomfortable silence.

I smiled and said, "Go on. Why did you stop? Did I interrupt you?"

All eyes turned to me as I continued, "Tim, we've known each other for 20 years, and you didn't even invite me to your birthday party?"

I moved closer, effortlessly popped open a bottle, and poured myself a drink. As I locked eyes with him, I saw a look of irritation flicker across his face.

"Olivia, can't you act like a lady for once?" Timothy snapped.

Before I could retort, Willow whimpered with teary eyes, "Tim, please don't fight because of me. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have…"

She looked so pitiful, like a wounded little bunny begging for sympathy. I could not stand the sight of her and slapped her hard across the face without thinking twice.

"At least you're self-aware. Your mom seduced my dad, and now you're after my boyfriend? Does being a homewrecker run in your family?"

"Olivia, that's enough!" Timothy shoved me away and pulled Willow into a protective embrace. If I had not known better, I would have thought it was a scene from some tragic love story.

Then, Timothy turned to me and stated coldly, "Olivia, since you've seen everything, let's get it over with. We're done. I'm bored of this relationship."

I laughed bitterly. "What's this? I'm not 'womanly' enough for you, but some blushing little kiss is what gets you going? When we were making out in the car last night, you said you wanted to marry me. Why didn't you say you're tired of this relationship then? Tim, you're nothing but a monster!"

Before he could respond, the door opened, and a handsome young guy walked in with more drinks. I seized the opportunity