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!"

McKenzie's expression darkened as she heard it. She frowned and immediately retorted, "When did I ever kill you?"

Madison stared at her and spoke slowly, "You didn't kill me, true. But you told William that I forced you to go skydiving, that I dragged you into reckless car races, triggering your health issues repeatedly. He took all of that out on me. Are you saying you didn't know? You were fully aware of my heart condition. You knew I was afraid of heights. You knew I wasn't in the best shape. And yet, you still did it. Were you really that afraid I'd take your place?"

McKenzie's expression stiffened, but instead of responding, she suddenly smirked. Her arrogance returned. "Madison, Mom always said you were born to be my stepping stone. A sickly little thing like you, what right do you have to raise your voice at me?"

Madison's lips curled into a stiff, bitter smile. She pushed down all the emotions inside her. She spoke calmly, "McKenzie, after everything you've done to me, aren't you afraid I'll expose the truth?"

The smile on McKenzie's face momentarily froze, but she quickly looked at her with pity. "Little sister, that depends on whether he believes you or not."

She was right. No matter what Madison said, William would never believe her, but that didn't matter. She wasn't trying to convince him. She wanted the whole world to know.

It was true that she was weak and ill, but she was not lowly. If no one were on her side, then she would bring the whole truth to light.

Seeing that Madison was silent, McKenzie let out a sneer and flipped her hair with her fingers. "Madison, take care of yourself!"

Madison watched her unrestrained back. They would never know that she had a hidden camera on her body. She should thank them for not being wary of her and allowing her to record all the evidence. They had handed her the evidence on a silver platter and she, Madison Lane, gladly accepted it.

McKenzie was already urging her to pack, but there was nothing for her to take. Everything in this place belonged to her sister. None of it was indeed hers. She raised her gaze to McKenzie. "Do I need to get a divorce?"

Even if their identities had been switched, the marriage certificate had her name on it. McKenzie arched an eyebrow and smiled. "No need. Mother and I have already taken care of the paperwork."

At this point, her expression relaxed and she let out a light breath. "Now, I am McKenzie Lane, officially becoming William's wife."

Madison showed no reaction. She turned to leave, but McKenzie's voice called out behind her, carrying a hint of feigned affection. "Madison, just attend the family banquet for me one last time. After this, we'll still be sisters. Once the banquet is over, I'll send you abroad. Don't come back, alright?"

Madison didn't respond. Back in her room, she packed up all her medicine and booked a flight overseas. Finally, she took one last look around this grand room, her home, for the past six years. Yet, not a single thing inside truly belonged to her.

Well, from this day forward, her life would belong to her and her alone.

On the day of the banquet, she received a call from Ariana. The voice on the other end was cold and threatening. "Madison, McKenzie has already booked a plane ticket for you. The money will be transferred to your account. Once you leave, don't come back."

Madison remained silent. Her mother seemed to realize something and let out a soft sigh. "Madison, your sister has carried too much for this family. I don't want to see you two fighting. I also hope you won't have any thoughts that you shouldn't."

She couldn't help but think of the past, when she had been forced to marry into the Loughlins in her sister's place, only to be met with William's cold indifference and hostility. McKenzie had faked her death and fled abroad, leaving behind a suicide note to frame her. When she cried to Ariana for help, her mother scolded her instead. "Would your sister have treated you this way if you hadn't stolen her man? You brought this upon yourself!"

However, it was McKenzie who had fled abroad due to gambling debts back then and it was her mother who had broken down in tears, begging her to take her sister's place and marry William.

Madison couldn't help but feel resentful. She and McKenzie were both their mother's daughters, born with the same face. Why had her mother always favored her sister?

Her mother continued, still instructing her. "Once you get abroad, you'd better get plastic surgery. Don't go around parading your face as William's wife."

Hearing those words felt like a dagger to her heart, the pain so sharp and numbing it was unbearable. She forced a stiff smile and spoke in a soft voice. "Mom, just because I was born weak, does that mean I don't deserve your love?"

Sadly, the other end remained silent. Madison waited for a long while before realizing that the call had been disconnected. She lowered her eyes and slowly closed them. "I'm sorry, Mom. I've always listened to you all since I was little, but this time, I want to be rebellious for once and live for myself!"

At the Loughlins' manor, Madison handed some items to Lily. Bella had an old knee injury and her knees ached in the winter when exposed to the cold. The package contained medicinal patches for the pain. As for Edward, his chronic coughing from excessive smoking was another concern. Madison had carefully noted down the locations of nearby pharmacies, the name of an effective cough suppressant and some other precautions. She had always taken care of this, ensuring there was a steady supply of medicine in the house, but this would be the last time.

Lily was unaware of this. She was somewhat surprised when she saw it. "Madam, you're so thoughtful, but why did you write down the address this time?"

Madison had fallen ill again that morning and still looked pale. She smiled faintly at the question. "Just in case."

Lily turned to Bella with admiration. "Mrs. Loughlin, you're so lucky to have such a considerate daughter-in-law. She keeps everything in mind."

Bella beamed with joy. "I don't have a daughter, so McKenzie is like my own. She's even more thoughtful than my son."

William raised an eyebrow and glanced at Madison. His thin lips curled into a cold smile. "Is that any way to talk about your own son? Besides, people aren't always what they seem."

Bella scolded him with a light slap on the arm. "Nonsense! I have a good eye for people. McKenzie is frail, so you'd better take good care of her."

William's expression darkened with impatience. He nodded dismissively. "Fine, fine, I got it."

From the beginning to the end, Madison maintained a smile and said nothing. After leaving Bella's side, William's smile instantly vanished and he looked at her with a sullen face. "Oh, McKenzie, you're not trying to curry favor with my mom, are you?"

Madison was slightly surprised to hear this name again, but she quickly composed herself. It seemed that McKenzie hadn't told him everything. After six years of marriage, William still didn't know her real name. What an irony!

"You don't have to worry. Soon, you'll get what you want!" she said.