Yara_Moon

He married me to steal my dead father’s small company. She killed me to take my life.

I was foolish. I thought marrying Frost—the cold, powerful CEO—was a fairytale. I thought I was special when he said, “Let’s build a family together.”

But behind his handsome face was betrayal, and standing beside him… was my own stepmother, Anika—the woman who raised me, loved by everyone, hated by no one.

They killed me. Together.

But fate gave me a second chance.

This time, I’ll smile sweetly at the man who buried me. I’ll call my stepmother ‘Mom’ like the obedient daughter she wants. And when they least expect it—
I’ll destroy them both.

Love? It’s dead.
Revenge? That’s the only thing I have left.

My Cold CEO Husband Mistress Is My Stepmother

I stood outside my apartment door, searching in my bag for my house key, lost in thought.

Before I was reborn, I never cared about my father's company. Sure, it was in my name, but Anika practically ran it.

As for Frost's company—I never tried to help him with anything. I was too in love, too busy trying to please him, to even think about business.

Frost didn't marry me for love. He wanted my father's company. With that, his would become unstoppable. And that would mean the end of the Lethers too.

The new Cossette? She wouldn't let that happen.

Yes, my late father's company was small—but added to Frost's empire, it would crush Ray Lether's business for good.

It's stupidly complicated, even for me, but here's the quick version:

Frost's company: Tasty → 299,000 sold.

Ray's lether company: Eat & Like → 300,000 sold.

My father's company: Foody → 90,000 sold.

So if Frost adds Foody to his empire → he wins the canned food market forever.

Especially because Ray Lether has been Frost's enemy for years.

I'm not going to be the stupid little wife who helps him win.

Just as I was lost in that thought, the door suddenly opened from the inside.

It wasn't me—I was still fumbling for the key.

He looked at me coldly. "Don't search too much. You left your key inside."

I forced a smile. "Oh… really." I stepped past him into the apartment.

"Where did you go?" he asked, voice sharp.

"Don't you have work today?" I dodged.

His cold stare narrowed. "You went to your best friend's house after the night of your wedding?"

I smiled awkwardly. "Yeah… she's like my sister. What about you? Don't you work today?"

He rolled his eyes. "Normally, yes. But I waited to give you your key."

Was he… being kind? Or maybe I hit him too hard with that bouquet, and his brain shifted to the wrong side.

I took the key. "Thank you, but… you could've just called me or left it with the building guardian."

"I trust no one," he answered flatly.

Without another word, he moved toward the door. Before leaving, he glanced back at me coldly. "I'm going to work now. I'll be back late. Don't wait for me. Sleep."

Without thinking, I blurted, "Oh, I wasn't going to wait for you anyway."

That face—half intrigued, half… disappointed?

He didn't say anything. Just left.

Cossette, you idiot. Act dumb. Act in love like before. If he thinks I know too much, he might kill me early. No. No.

I shook my head, trying to get myself together.

Ice Prince ( CEO Husband)