Chapter 3

Thinking about this, I still kindly reminded her, "But won't that hurt after repeated use? And it's easy to get infections."

My sister blinked and smiled. "As long as you take precautions, nothing will happen..."

This was obviously something Liam had told her to manipulate her.

If it happened, it would only mean one thing.

She'd gotten an infection there.

This realization gave me a dark sense of satisfaction.

I pretended to be envious. "Is that why Liam prefers you?"

Meanwhile, I sent messages to Liam's account from an alternate profile.

My sister has always loved competing with me for things. Hearing the longing in my voice, she immediately became defensive. "Of course. But Grace, you're probably not built for that. You should give up on him."

I lowered my head in apparent disappointment.

At the same time, Liam sent an inquiry message.

I quickly recommended several products.

After Liam selected a few and transferred payment, I swiftly placed an order.

Once I finished responding, my sister's phone vibrated. She glanced at it and her face turned bright red.

Soon she stood up and grabbed her bag to leave. "Grace, I have to go out. Remember to keep this secret from Mom."

I smiled and said okay.

My sister didn't come home that night.

When she returned the next day, she could barely walk.

I didn't expect things to escalate so quickly.

One Saturday, my sister pulled me aside and whispered: "Grace, I think it tore."

I forced myself to stay calm. "Where?"

"There. That place."

"Can you check for me? It really hurts."

Fighting nausea, I looked and noticed it was indeed different from normal.

"Grace, should I go to the hospital..."

That question almost made me vomit.

"The hospital?" I frowned. "You want Mom to find out about all this!?"

Mom kept extremely strict control over our private lives. With my sister staying out so much lately, Mom was already getting suspicious.

My sister asked: "Then what should I do?"

"I'll handle it," I said. "It doesn't look too serious. Let's just get some medicine."

My sister was too embarrassed to go to a clinic.

In the end, she bought some medicine online and applied it herself.

After the medicine took effect, my sister went right back to her frenzied intimacy with Liam day and night.

But it was obvious her condition had worsened.

She always carried a familiar foul smell.

I calculated the days. Finally, the time came.

Mom found a suitable rich guy and came home insisting my sister go on a date with him.

"This Mr. Harrison is truly one in a million---worth hundreds of millions, studied abroad, and most importantly, his private life is extremely clean." Mom laughed. "Best of all, he has no requirements for a partner except one thing---purity. Emily, your good days are coming."

Mom was so excited, but my sister's reaction was flat. She said: "Mom, I don't want to."