Madison was so scared that tears welled up in her eyes. She looked at the cold-blooded man next to her and said word by word, "William, I have a heart condition ... and I'm afraid of heights."

William seemed not to hear her. He wrapped his arms around her from behind, his voice low and dangerous as he spoke into her ear, "How come you didn't mention she had a heart condition when you tricked Madison into skydiving? McKenzie, do I look that easy to fool?"

Madison's heart pounded wildly, fear gripping her so tightly she could barely breathe. She struggled to compose herself, her eyes rimmed with red. "I didn't. If I told you I was the real Madison, would you believe me?"

William's expression turned glacial, a hint of cruel amusement in his eyes. "So afraid of death, but don't worry. I'm an expert in this field. With me, even if you want to die, you won't be able to."

Madison shut her eyes, her face pale. She had already dialed for an ambulance in advance. The moment she plummeted, darkness swallowed her vision and her heart felt like it had stopped beating. The last thing she heard was William's panicked, fearful voice.

Just before losing consciousness, she thought he must have misheard something. William hated her more than anything. Why would he care about her?

When she woke up, William stood over her with his arms crossed, looking down at her with a smirk. "Oh, you're finally awake. Why didn't you die and save us all the trouble?"

Madison wearily closed her eyes again, a bitter smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Didn't work out that way. Guess I've disappointed you."

Her feeble yet calm words instantly ignited William's fury. "Still putting on an act, huh?" He sneered, gritting his teeth. "Madison also had a heart condition. How terrified do you think she was when you made her skydive?"

Madison slowly opened her eyes to meet his gaze. "Is that what she told you?" she asked softly.

William's eyes blazed with rage, his voice dripping with venom. "McKenzie, don't start getting scared too early. This is just the beginning. It won't end just because you're pretending to be weak."

So, when she was over the worst of her illness, he took Madison to a street race. In the car, Madison's face was ashen, her hands shaking uncontrollably. William watched her with a cruel glint in his eyes.

The racetrack was deliberately set up on the edge of a cliff, with walls strategically placed to block the view, creating an atmosphere of sheer terror. Yet, the other racers seemed excited, exhilarated by the danger.

Madison was forced into the car. As she tried to get out, William locked the doors, preventing her escape. "You're always saying I want you dead, aren't you? Well, get a good look. This is what death looks like!"

William reveled in the thrill of brushing past the edge of death, but she didn't. Pain gripped her heart and his so-called 'friends' deliberately set traps for her, causing the car to veer off the cliff multiple times. When she finally stumbled out of the car, her legs were like jelly. She collapsed onto the ground, grateful that she'd brought her emergency heart medication with her. Without it, she might have died in the car.

However, William was in high spirits. He extended a hand toward her, smirking with a mocking tone. "Didn't you always want to be a part of my world? Well, this is it. How does it feel?"

Madison didn't take his hand. Instead, she forced herself to stand and walk away on her own. William's face darkened, sensing that she was deliberately snubbing him.

He drove ahead lazily, glancing at her through the window. Seeing how slow she was, he swerved the car dangerously close to her, taunting her with laughter. "Pathetic! Even a turtle is faster than you!"

In the end, it was Ariana Lane who came to pick her up. The moment Madison got into the car, her mother said coldly, "Don't be angry with him. Young people like to have fun. Besides, it's your fault for deceiving her in the first place."

Madison looked at Ariana's icy face, a bitter smile twisting her lips. "Mom, was it really me who lied?"

Ariana's face instantly contorted with rage and she slapped Madison hard across the face. "Shut up! You've really grown some nerve to talk to me like that."

Madison's cheek flushed crimson, the pain stinging her skin. She was stunned, raising her hand to cover the burning sensation. "Mom," she whispered, her voice barely audible, "am I really your daughter?"

The question had haunted her since childhood. Why was her mother so loving and gentle towards her elder sister yet so cold and indifferent towards her?

Her mother's only response was a chilling laugh. "Otherwise, do you think I would have raised a useless thing like you all these years? Don't think that just because you're William's wife, you can start acting arrogant. That position was something your sister gave up for you."

She continued coldly, "Now, that your sister is back, you better start packing your things and move out in the next few days. It'd be embarrassing if you had to be thrown out."

When Madison returned home, she found an unexpected guest – McKenzie. And next to her, William's eyes were filled with her figure.

Madison stood frozen, her face pale as she watched them leaning so intimately against each other. It was only a few seconds before she tore her gaze away and returned to her room, but her mind remained completely blank.

This time, McKenzie was indeed back. She even sought Madison out, smiling as she delivered her warning. "Madison, don't worry. Even if you're carrying his child, I won't be angry. After all, we're sisters. But the one he has always loved is me. Just like how, when I didn't want you to have this baby, he was cruel enough to make you miscarry. In the end, it's me who owes you an apology.

Her words were gentle and soft, yet they pierced Madison's heart, leaving it riddled with wounds. She could hardly believe it and her voice trembled as she questioned, "Was all of this your doing behind my back? Why would you do this to me?"

She had clearly given everything to help McKenzie, so why would she still do this?

McKenzie's expression remained warm and composed. She even pulled Madison into a sisterly embrace as if offering comfort. "I was just angry at the time. Just like how you never told me you slept with him, right?"

Madison's eyes reddened as she stared at her, enunciating each word clearly. "I told you it was because he was drunk!"

McKenzie's smile suddenly vanished. She met her younger sister's gaze and said slowly, "I only care about the result, not the process. If you really valued our sisterhood, you would have gotten rid of the baby instead of using it to come between me and him. Isn't that, right?"

Madison felt her entire body turn cold as if her blood had frozen. She looked at McKenzie's calm expression, struggling to breathe. "You know I can't have an abortion, McKenzie. Are you trying to kill me?"

McKenzie widened her eyes in mock surprise. "How could you think that? If I really wanted you dead, would you still be standing here, perfectly fine?"

Madison clenched her fists, staring at her sister with hatred burning in her eyes. "Then what about the suicide note? You said I was the one who caused your death, but I never did anything to hurt you!"

McKenzie's gaze softened with what looked like pity. "Madison, even though you're my sister, you're still a woman. How could I possibly tolerate the man I love being around another woman every single day? I can't guarantee that he won't develop feelings for you. So, Madison, I'm afraid you'll have to suffer."

"You had William force me to miscarry. You've been in contact with him in the last three years ago. He knew you were alive all along. Everything he's done to hurt me over the years—it was all under your orders.

Madison's voice trembled with disbelief, but when she saw McKenzie's sweet smile, something inside her shattered. The last trace of sisterly affection she held onto was gone.

They were clearly biological sisters, so how could she be so ruthless? She knew that William had tried to kill her many times, yet she had never said a word to her. The reason was actually because they were all working together to kill her.

At that moment, Madison finally realized what a joke her life was. A father who was a gambler. A mother who treated her like trash. Even the sister she treated with all her heart regarded her as a rival in love and the man she once deeply loved hated her to the core.

Seeing the look of despair in Madison's eyes, McKenzie's lips curled up in triumph. "Don't worry, my little sister. I won't chase you away so soon. After all, I still need to learn from you, lest anyone discover the truth."

After that, she left and Madison had already sorted out all her emotions and clicked to stop the recording. Watching McKenzie's retreating figure, she curled her lips into a cold smile. Her sister would never expect that the one person she trusted most would one day learn to protect herself.

She would leave, but before that, she would reveal the truth to the public and let everyone know that she was the victim. Dear my lovely sister, please excuse me for not being able to continue playing the fool!

William was pleased because of McKenzie's arrival. He called her "Madison" again and again. Madison subconsciously thought that he was calling her. Still, then she saw the smile of happiness on McKenzie's face as she stood opposite him.

William promised to make it up to her with an even grander wedding. He even put on a heartbroken act, lamenting that he hadn't remained faithful to McKenzie all these years.

Madison watched as McKenzie feigned generosity and understanding, all while suppressing her genuine emotions. William had always been a womanizer, never thinking twice about his flings and his behavior only worsened when McKenzie was away, using it as a means of self-indulgent release.

Yet now, he knelt on one knee before McKenzie, his face filled with sincerity and supplication. "In the past, there was no one to keep me in check, but now that I have my wife by my side, why would I ever look at another woman?"

McKenzie let out a mocking hum and glanced at Madison with an unreadable smile. "So, it seems my sister couldn't keep your heart in place. Is that my fault?"

William's expression darkened for a moment, but he quickly masked it with his usual composure. "Of course not. If it weren't for her, we wouldn't have been separated for so long."

That very night, they engaged in passionate lovemaking in Madison's room. At the same time, she was forced to kneel on the sidelines and watch. McKenzie's gaze wavered, but his hawk-like, piercing black eyes locked onto her.

Later, a glass cup cracked in front of her with a loud bang and the shards scattered at her feet. A sharp pain sliced through her cheek as a shard of porcelain left a thin, bleeding cut.

McKenzie gasped dramatically. "Oh dear, isn't this making things difficult for poor Madison?"

Madison didn't say a word. She had expected herself to be angry, but all she felt was an overwhelming sense of disgust and revulsion.

William offered a nonchalant smile. "After being my wife for so long, you have to pay a price, don't you think?"

The entire night, they reveled in their pleasure, humiliating Madison in every possible way. William, completely naked, lifted her chin between his fingers and studied her face from above. "Tsk, tsk. The same face and yet you're so much more vicious."

Madison had numbly watched the entire ordeal unfold, but hearing the word "vicious" still sent a pang through her heart. Lowering her gaze, she turned her head away and whispered, "Don't touch me. You're filthy."

William froze for a moment before his expression twisted with anger. He let out a cold laugh. "Stop pretending. Now that Madison is back, you're useless."

After that, he ripped the damp bed sheet from the bed and tossed it onto Madison. Folding his arms across his chest, he watched her with amusement. "The Loughlins doesn't feed freeloaders. Go wash the sheets."

McKenzie giggled softly from the bed. "Isn't this too harsh on my sister, William? She's timid. Don't be too hard on her."

Madison clenched her fists, her entire body trembling. Her voice was hoarse when she finally spoke. "You want me to wash the sheets with this face? Do you really think they'll believe I'm your real wife?"

After that, Madison ignored them and turned away directly. The faces of the two people behind her turned dark. William narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Her temper is growing wilder by the day."

McKenzie seethed inside but forced a cold smile as she caught up to Madison. "Madison, just a few years as William's wife and you've grown arrogant. You won't even wash a sheet for your sister? If you don't want to, fine. But don't forget, everything you've enjoyed these past years was because of me."

Enjoyed? Madison thought back to her wedding night when William had drugged her with laxatives. How, despite knowing she was unwell, he had gone out of his way to torment her, trying to push her to the brink of death.

Watching McKenzie's condescending gaze, she couldn't help but laugh coldly. "McKenzie. If you hadn't gone abroad, Mom wouldn't have forced me into that wedding car, forcing me to marry that beast. Don't look at me like that. Yes, I admit I loved him, but I wasn't so cheap as to beg for his affection. But you, my dear sister, you tried to kill me countless times for the sake of a man!"