Married To The Mistress His Wife Traveled Through Time With

Married To The Mistress His Wife Traveled Through Time With

Jade and I were once gentry daughters, raised in a world of rigid social codes, but a twist of fate had tossed us through time, landing us here as two ordinary college students.
Jade, always the wild one, had declared her freedom the moment we arrived. Released from the female commandments, shed loudly proclaimed her goal: to date a hundred men before ever settling down.
Yet, as graduation approached and I found myself engaged to the kindest man in this century, Reid, the great love hunt of Jades never materialized.
I thought she might stay single forever.
Then, she stumbled into my arms, the smell of champagne and cheap perfume heavy around her. Her hands clutched a slim documenta marriage certificate.
Sylvie, she slurred, her eyes shining with a manic, triumphant joy. He rejected me three years ago. Turned me down flat. But I never quit. Look. I finally got him.
I smiled, genuinely happy for her.
After all, today was my own wedding day, and Reid had always been my gentle, steady anchor. Jades sudden, drunken announcement felt like a perfect double celebration.
I carefully guided her to the couch, but as I stood, my elbow snagged the document in her hand, sending it fluttering to the floor.
I picked it up and opened it. The sight of the photo hit me with the force of a physical blow.
The man smiling out from the page, his expression sunshine-bright and utterly devoted, was Reid.
My Reid.
The man who had choked up placing my ring on my finger just hours ago.
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My mind went blank. I squeezed my eyes shut, then blinked them open, trying to flush the image away. It had to be the post-wedding adrenaline; I was seeing Reids face everywhere.
He was supposed to be finalizing the paperwork for the gallery expansion, our gallery. He told me wed file our own certificate after the show. How could he have possibly had the timeor the heartto do this?
But Jades voice, thick with liquor yet laced with an undeniable, sickening sweetness, floated clearly into the silence.
Reid was the first thing I saw when we landed in this century. I loved him instantly. But he only had eyes for my best friend, so I had to work slowly, subtly, to win him over.
The road was tough, but the ending is perfect.
I gripped the paper hard. The sharp edges dug into my palm, painfully real.
I had known Reid for five years. They had been in love for three of them, operating in a world I couldn't see.
I mechanically turned toward the couch. Jade was still there, smiling a senseless, drunken smile.
Since Reid married me, and kept Sylvie outside our life, it means he truly loves me.
The tears came then, hot and unbidden. I closed my eyes and whispered, using the formal tone I sometimes slipped into.
Are you not afraid Sylvie will find out about this betrayal?
Jade laughed, shaking her head. Sylvie and I grew up together. If she finds out, well just bring her to live with us.
It would be it would be like having a sister-wife. We are like sisters, she wont mind.
Something sparked in her memory then, and she lunged up, snatching the marriage certificate from my hand. She kissed the photo and lovingly stuffed the precious thing into her coat pocket, still giggling.
On the day of my wedding, my husband had already married my best friend.
And now, they planned to use an ancient, twisted rule to condescend to me with the position of a mistress.
The shock was absolute. My hands and feet felt numb, heavy with ice.
I was about to demand an answer, a reason, when the front door swung open.
Reids warm, loving gaze settled on my face.
He didnt see Jade on the sofa. He walked right to me, pulling me into his arms in a playful embrace.
I finally got rid of those useless groomsmen, he whispered, nuzzling my neck. Now, the night is all ours.
Excitedly, he scooped me up into his arms, but his eyes caught Jades form in his peripheral vision.
He stopped dead, and the excitement drained from his face. In the next instant, he dropped me.
I fell, unprepared, with a sickening thud. The back of my head slammed against the corner of the coffee table, and a blinding jolt of pain made my vision go black.
Reid finally turned, saw my contorted face, and rushed to pull me up, panic in his eyes.
I am so sorry, Sylvie, I didnt mean it! I was just startled by your friend! he stammered.
She knows tonight is important for us. Why is she sleeping here like a giant spotlight? Ill send her away right now.
He released me, his face a mask of annoyance as he roughly pulled Jade to her feet.
Jade, go home. You have your apartment. Stop being in the way.
I stood paralyzed, watching him drag her. The movement looked crude and disgusted, but I saw itthe careful, almost proprietary hand gripping her lower back, steadying her. That small, tender gesture sliced my heart open.
Reid didnt notice my silence. He was still complaining.
Sylvie rented you a place just around the corner. How can you still freeload off us like this?
The jostling finally made Jade open her eyes. She smiled dazedly at Reid, about to speak, but he clapped a hand over her mouth.
Reid avoided my gaze, clearly flustered. Your friend is loud when she drinks. Ill take her home now. Wait for me here, okay?
Before I could process a word, he was guiding a muffled, groaning Jade toward the door.
He didn't notice the blood trickling down the side of my head, staining my wedding dress.
Dizzy and nauseous, I fought to steady myself. I had to follow.
I hailed a cab and had it stop a block away from Jades apartment building.
They were arguing on the sidewalk, oblivious to me.
Reid, youre mine tonight. I need you to stay with me. Jade was clinging to his neck, whining like a child.
Reid looked at her, his expression torn. I almost thought he would remember that it was our wedding night, that he would refuse her.
Then, my phone buzzed. It was a text from Reid.
Sylvie, I safely dropped off Jade.
A big client urgently needs to see some pieces tonight. I wont be back, darling. Get some rest.
My blood ran cold. I immediately called him, but the line rang and rang, unanswered.
I wanted to throw my phone, to storm up to them and scream, Why would you betray me?
But I froze, watching Reid cup Jades face in his hands, then kiss her fiercely, hungrily.
My stomach turned. It was too much. I stumbled behind the thick trunk of an old maple tree and finally gave in, retching violently onto the grass.
The man I had given my life to. The woman I had considered my only sister in this terrifying new world. They had coordinated a crushing blow on the happiest day of my life.
Hollowed out, I leaned against the trunk. The breeze carried their voices back to me.
Reid, thank you for marrying me. Even if we cant be public, just knowing Im your wife makes me so happy.
I know this is awful to Sylvie, but I truly love you.
Jade sounded sober now, her voice thick with tears. Reid gently wiped her face.
Dont be silly, he murmured. We are the legal couple. Sylvie is busy with work, and sometimes she stays at the gallery to paint. Well be discreet, just like before. She wont notice anything.
Jade began to sob more pitifully, throwing herself into his arms. Youve done so much for me. As soon as my grandmother recovers, we can finally get a divorce.
Then Ill give you back to her, whole and untouched.
Their words were like razor wire, tearing through my ear canals. I could barely stand.
So, they had gotten together while I was pouring my time into earning our tuition and saving up startup funds.
A stabbing pain spread across my chest. I couldn't understand it. I had given them my absolute best. They used to bicker constantly, each claiming the other spent too much time with me, sometimes even fighting until they were red-faced. How could they now be rolling around together behind my back?
My vision blurred. I reached up and tightly gripped the small jade pendant around my neckthe one that could only take one person home.
If they were truly in love, I would give them what they wanted.
I was done with both of these hypocrites.
A blinding flash of light.
CRUNCH!
I was thrown backward.
When I woke again, I was in a hospital bed.
Sylvie, I told you to stay home and rest! Why did you run out?
Reid was holding my hand, his grip tight, his skin scalding against mine.
It was the warmth I had craved and depended on in this world, and now it was utterly repulsive.
I pulled my hand away and looked past him to the window. Jade was sitting there, deliberately trying to appear aloof. As soon as I woke, she rushed forward, mimicking concern.
I was worried about Jade, I stated, flatly. I wanted to check on her.
The air in the room instantly became thick and silent.
A flicker of panic crossed both their eyes, but they avoided looking at each other.
Unfortunately, I was hit by a car before I made it to her place. I kept my voice calm.
They both let out a small, almost imperceptible breath of relief. Their chilling synchronicity made my heart ache.
You dont trust me? Reid said, attempting a tone of fond exasperation. Even if I cant stand Jade, shes your best friend. I would never fail to drop her off safely.
He reached out to playfully ruffle my hair, but I jerked away.
His hand froze in the air. He stared at me, visibly confused. He clearly expected me to lean into his touch, to be dependent and clingy after the accident, as I always had been.
Jade, seizing the moment, pouted. Who needs you to drop me off anyway? If you hadnt been so busy rushing to your gallery, Sylvie wouldnt have been hit.
They began to argue, immediately blaming each other for my accident.
If I hadnt seen them entangled in a frantic embrace just hours before, I would have intervened, soothing them both as usual.
Now, I watched their performance with cold indifference.
My lack of reaction startled them. They exchanged a subtle, concerned look.
Reid broke the tense silence first. Im going to get you some food.
He didnt look at me, and his shoulders were hunched, the nervousness in his posture obvious.
When the room cleared, only Jade and I remained. She broke the silence hesitantly.
Sylvie, last night, I was really drunk. I didnt say anything stupid, did I?
Reids betrayal hurt, but Jades backstabbing was a deeper, more agonizing wound. We had shared everything since childhood, only to have her lie to me for a man.
I knew she had always yearned to go back, to return to being the revered "County Princess."
When I discovered the one-person-only jade pendant, I had planned to hand it over to her, to let her finally go home.
Instead, she had repaid my loyalty with a nightmare.
I held her gaze until her composure broke.
You didnt say a thing, I finally said, pulling my eyes away. Im tired. You should go now.
I wanted her out, but she didnt budge.
You look thirsty, Sylvie. Let me get you some water.
She didnt wait for my refusal. She poured a glass and offered it to me.
My nerves were raw. I reached out to gently push her hand away, just as Reids voice announced his return.
Sylvie! I brought your favorite, sweet and sour pork!
Jades hand twitched. The cup slipped, and boiling hot water drenched the back of my hand.
Ah!
The searing pain ripped a cry from my throat.
Reid immediately dropped the takeout and ran to me. He grabbed my burned hand, his face etched with concern, but then he saw Jade clenching her reddened fingers. He immediately turned to her.
Sylvie, Ill call the doctor for you! he rushed out, but then grabbed Jade by the collar.
Its all your fault! You hurt Sylvie! Get out of here right now! he yelled, furiously dragging her out of the room.
I looked down at the transparent blisters bubbling up on my skin. My heart ached, a deep, pulling pain.
The man who once had eyes only for me now didnt even see my injury.
After the nurse treated my hand, I walked out of the room.
I saw Reid carefully applying cream to Jades hand, holding it delicately as if it were spun glass.
That was the moment I finally let go. I was dead to them.

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