After a month-long business trip, I finished my work early and drove home through the night. I was eager to surprise my husband and son.

However, I heard suggestive noises drifting from the master bedroom the moment I stepped inside my home.

I was fuming. I stormed toward the door and was ready to catch them in the act.

However, when I threw the door open, all I saw were two mini pigs on the bed. Their lower bodies were inextricably locked together.

I moved closer to inspect this absurdity, but my son stopped me.

“Mom, don’t go near them. I brought those pigs back. They’re covered in parasites.”

I sighed in relief. I was about to laugh at my own paranoia when a glowing text suddenly flickered across my vision like a livestream comment.

[That was close! Lily almost caught them. Luckily, David was smart enough to turn Sarah and himself into mini pigs!]

[Toby is such a good boy. Lily won’t suspect a thing with him covering for them.]

[Once David gets his hands on Lily’s million-dollar inheritance, he’ll divorce her and marry Sarah! Toby will love his new mom!]

That was how I realized the pigs were my husband and his mistress.

My own son was fully aware of the truth. Yet he was helping them lie to me.

My anger turned into a laugh as I watched the two pigs continue their grotesque display. I pulled out my phone and called the hotel.

“I have two mini pigs here. I want them spit-roasted!”

I stared at the comments in front of me, wondering if I was hallucinating.

[Wild! Wild indeed! Lily will die never knowing that her husband is getting busy right in front of her face.]

[This is why I pay for the VIP subscription! Look at them go. They’re in hog heaven.]

I looked down. The mini pigs were still at it. The one on top was even letting out satisfied grunts.

His movements became even more frantic after noticing my gaze.

The comments accelerated.

[David is loving this! The thrill of guilt is a total turn-on!]

[Am I the only one who feels bad for Lily? What did she do to deserve these psychos?]

[Ugh, please. She’s the one who got between the couple. This is just what she deserves!]

Arguments unfolded in the comments. It was total chaos.

I started understanding what was going on through the comments.

These two mini pigs were my husband, David Dunn, and his mistress, Sarah Flinn. They were the star-crossed protagonists of a romance novel about two reunited lovers.

They were college sweethearts for four years, and they eventually broke up after graduation, due to the cruel reality.

Sarah went to the city to chase her dreams, while David stayed behind and worked in his hometown. His family forced him into a blind date with me.

I ended up becoming obsessed with him, and I did all I could to make him mine.

Later, his mother had a heart attack, and I accidentally saved her life. I then used this favor to blackmail him into marriage.

However, David never got over Sarah, even after we were married.

Then, Sarah came back.

Their love reignited almost instantly.

I was the villain in the story, as I never stopped interfering with their relationship.

In the end, I would try to hurt Sarah, only to fall from the 18th floor and end up smeared on the pavement.

David would then inherit my millions, marry Sarah in a lavish wedding, and they would live happily ever after.

The comments were split. One side called me a homewrecker; the other said I did not deserve to die.

However, both sides agreed on one thing: I was the obstacle.

I trembled with rage because the story was a total lie.

I did not blackmail David into marriage. Instead, he had pursued me relentlessly in the name of repaying my kindness!

He even promised my parents that our children would take my last name just to get them to agree to the match.

At that, I remembered my child, Toby Dunn! I looked at Toby and reached out to cover his eyes. I wanted to shield him from this filth.

Yet another comment scrolled by.

[Speaking of which, it’s not just David. Even Lily’s son prefers Sarah.]

[Exactly. David and Sarah actually pushed Lily off the building together, but Toby told the cops she fell off the building herself.]

[Toby’s been calling Sarah ‘Mommy’ in secret. He calls Lily ‘the old woman’ behind her back. He can’t wait for her to die.]

I looked at my son, whom I nearly died giving birth to.

I had a hemorrhage during labor and almost died in the ICU.

Was he waiting for me to die?

[Can’t wait for the finale when David and Toby will spoil Sarah rotten. It’ll be so sweet!]

I clenched my fists. David and Sarah wanted to use my life as a stepping stone for their “happily ever after”? Over my dead body!

I picked up the phone and called the hotel I frequented.

“I have two mini pigs here. Bring the chefs over. I want these pigs prepped and roasted.”

The comments went into a frenzy the moment those words left my mouth.

[Wait, what? Is Lily actually going to turn David into a roast? Does she know the piggies are David and Sarah?]

David stopped his business immediately. The pigs stared at me in confusion with their beady eyes.

[No way. His transformation is flawless. Maybe she’s just craving pork?]

[Zero stars! What kind of story turns the male lead into a dinner platter? I want a refund!]

[Relax, he’ll be fine. Toby is right there. He won’t let Lily hurt them.]

Just as the comment went past, Toby jumped in front of the two pigs and shielded them with his body.

“Mom! You can’t turn them into roast pork!”

Despite what I had read in the comments about his future betrayal, a part of me still did not want to believe it.

Maybe the comments were lying to me.

“Why not, Toby? You’re always telling me how much you’d love to have some roast pig. These two look nice and plump.”

I watched him like a hawk and scanned for any flicker of emotion.

He panicked and said, “I don’t want to eat pork now. I want to keep them as pets! If you hurt them, I’ll never speak to you again!”

[Go, Toby! That’ll stop her.]

Toby grabbed my hand and put on his best puppy-dog eyes. “Mom, please? Let’s not eat the piggies, okay?”

I swallowed the bile rising in my throat and kept my voice steady.

“Toby, tell me the truth. Did you really find these pigs in the park?”

He looked me dead in the eye with pure innocence. “Of course, I did. I would never lie to you, Mom.”

The screen erupted in a chorus of “LOLs.”

[Toby is a natural! Look at him lying through his teeth.]

[Think about it. Every time David and Sarah had a secret tryst, they brought Toby along. Lily almost caught them a few times, and it was Toby who covered for them.]

I stared at that comment as my heart shattered. I could not understand. Why would Toby do this to me?

The answer scrolled by seconds later.

Apparently, Toby hated that I made him do homework and attend tutoring sessions.

Sarah, on the other hand, let him have his phone, let him play video games all day, and even took him out on school days.

Over time, his love for Sarah grew in direct proportion to his resentment toward me.

Sadness was choking me.

I worked myself to the bone to give him a better education, and that very effort had turned my own son into my enemy.

I took a deep breath and looked down at him coldly.

“You say you want to keep them as pets? You live under my roof and live off me. How do you plan to support them? With what money?”

Toby flinched, then snapped back defiantly, “I don’t care! You just can’t hurt them!”

I ignored him and called again to see where the hotel chefs were.

[Toby’s losing ground. Is David actually going to end up on a plate?]

[Chill out. David has already secretly contacted the hotel. They aren’t coming.]

Sure enough, the hotel told me that David had just sent a message canceling the service.

“Mrs. Dunn, if you still want someone to come to you, it’ll be at least a three-hour wait. We’re fully booked currently.”

[I love a smart David. That move was genius. The transformation lasts two hours. All they have to do is distract Lily until they turn back into humans. Then, the chefs will be useless.]

[Haha! I bet David will even find a way to turn it around and make Lily feel guilty.]

I looked down at David. He let out a series of smug and triumphant grunts.

I could not understand him, but thankfully, the viewers could.

[Wow, they’re literally plotting her downfall right now!]

[Haha! They’re so mean. They’re saying that once they change back, they’re going to make her pay.]

[Check out Sarah’s idea! She wants to use drugs to drive Lily mad!]

[That’s so smart! They’ll bribe the people in the mental asylum to make sure she never leaves, and then David will get to inherit everything as her spouse!]

[Surely, I’m not the only one thinking that these two have the best relationship ever? David looks at Sarah with such devotion. He thinks Sarah’s idea is brilliant too!]

I did not see the romantic devotion that the comments were talking about. I only saw the raw malice in those pigs’ eyes.

If these were the “heroes” of the story, then the world was truly broken!

Toby stood in front of the pigs and looked up at me expectantly.

“See, Mom? They’re so cute. We can’t eat them, can we?”

I smiled but said coldly, “They’re so cute. That’s exactly why they’ll be delicious. We aren’t having a simple roast by the hotel chefs anymore. We’re having...

“A traditional backyard hog slaughter!”

I recorded a quick video of the two pigs and posted it with a caption.

[If you know how to butcher, come over now. If you help me prep, you eat for free!]

I threw some money at the post to boost it to the top of the local feed.

Soon enough, the comments section was flooded with responses about coming over to help with the preparation.

People from nearby could not wait any longer and immediately drove to where I was.

Within thirty minutes, my yard was crawling with eager foodies.

A man stepped forward and said, “I’ve been a professional butcher for fifteen years. Where are your pigs? I’ll deal with them!”

I pointed to the pigs in the cage. “Those two.”

The man reached in and hoisted David up. “A bit small, but look at that tender skin. These are going to taste amazing!”

David flailed wildly in the air after hearing that.

Sarah was scared too. She retreated to the furthest corner of the cage. She was shivering so hard she could barely move.

[The plot is literally going up in flames. Is David really going to be the first hero in history to be turned into BBQ?]

[I’m out. This is too much. He’s literally a dead pig walking.]

[Toby, do something! Stop them before they end up in a stew!]

[How can Toby stop this? Lily’s determined to make them into a feast. Are you suggesting that Toby tell her the truth?]

The comments were a blur of panic. Toby walked to me reluctantly.

“Mom, you can’t eat them. This pig is my…”