Chapter 1

My sister was adamant about staying “pure” before marriage. But she sleeps with her boyfriend every day and never uses birth control.

When I asked her about it, I learned she was using the back entrance....

I warned her this could easily cause infections:

"You can keep sleeping with him if you want. Later on, just get a little hymen reconstruction surgery and everything will look perfect again—no one will ever know."

My sister took my advice to heart.

Later, after breaking up with her boyfriend, our mom set her up with a wealthy heir.

On their wedding night, even though she'd had the surgery, she didn't bleed. The rich man flew into a rage on the spot for she is not a virgin.

The next day, everyone knew about it.

Completely humiliated, my sister blamed everything on me.

She shoved my head into boiling water, her face twisted with rage:

"This is all your fault! If things were different, I'd be a wealthy man's wife and no one would dare laugh at me!"

When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day my sister told me she never used birth control. I sneered:

"Then go ahead… keep using that other hole."