My Oscar-Winning Wife Has Eight Gym-Bro Lovers

The Snapchat group was still popping off. It seemed none of them realized they were sharing the same woman. I took a deep breath, saved our wedding photo, and dropped it right into the chat. The group chat went dead silent. But within seconds, someone tagged me: [@Ethan, isn't that Seraphina Sterling, the Oscar winner and CEO of Astra Entertainment?!] [Holy shit! Yes! Rumor has it she's not just an actress, but she actually owns Astra Entertainment!] [Bro, this is insane! I can't believe I'm in the same gym group as Seraphina's husband!] [We gotta meet up sometime, man! Can you get me an autographed poster?] The chat exploded with excitement, but the guys who had been bragging just a moment ago suddenly went quiet. A few minutes later, I received eight friend requests accompanied by aggressive messages. [Are you brain-dead from lifting too hard? That AI edit is so fake! Take it down right now!] [What is wrong with you?! Why did you crop my girl's face onto your trash photo?!] [My girl is an Oscar winner! We've been secretly married for years! Posting this ruins her reputation! I can sue you for defamation!] [Don't think you can seduce my wife just because you're a fanboy! If you try to clout-chase using her name, I will ruin you!] [What kind of pathetic loser tries to pose as her husband? You picked the wrong day to mess with the real deal!] [Even your Instagram is filled with photos of my girl? You creep!] [Oh, you're that annoying stalker she always complains about, aren't you?] [A homewrecker like you can work out all you want, but you'll never have her. She'll dump you soon anyway!] My hands began to shake. Just a second ago, I was desperately hoping it was all a bizarre coincidence. But looking at the endless stream of toxic messages, the truth stared me in the face: Seraphina was cheating on me. The only reason these guys hadn't exposed her in the group chat before was probably because Seraphina had strictly forbidden them from doing so. But Seraphina was nothing more than a talentless, pampered industry plant. Even her Oscar and her CEO title were bought with my family's money! Without me, she'd still be handing out flyers on the streets of Hollywood. How did she dare do this to me? I gritted my teeth and declined every single friend request. Seeing that I ignored them, they took their anger back to the Snapchat group. [Seraphina has never once made her marriage public. You photshipped a wedding picture. What does that prove?] [Exactly. Who the fuck do you think you are, pretending to be Seraphina's husband?] [The guy is desperate for clout. Rent-boys are everywhere these days, even sneaking into private gym groups!] [He probably wants to leech off Seraphina's fame so he can sell his body for more money later!] [I can't believe the gym admins let this shameless pig ruin the group. Aren't you guys scared of getting a cease-and-desist letter from Astra Entertainment?] My body trembled with pure rage. This VIP gym actually belonged to one of my business partners. He knew my wife liked working out, so he had gifted me a five-year premium membership. Because Seraphina was a public figure, I had joined the chat first to check out the vibe before bringing her here. I never expected to find a whole collection of green hats waiting for me. I was about to reply when a notification popped up: *You have been kicked out of the group chat.* I looked up at the massive wedding photo hanging in our living room. It felt like a slap in the face. After firing off a few cold texts to Seraphina, I grabbed my coat and rushed straight to the hospital. Since she had so many men lined up to give her babies... Then the IVF embryos we had successfully created could go straight into the trash!

The moment I arrived at the hospital, I headed straight for the IVF department. Seraphina didn't know about this yet, but it was better to cancel the whole thing before she found out. As I passed one of the consultation rooms, I heard my mother-in-law Victoria's voice echoing from inside: "So his pre-pregnancy test results are out? He's fertile, right? Please double-check everything for me." I froze in my tracks. Peering through the gap in the door, I saw Victoria resting her hand on a young man's shoulder, her face full of concern. I recognized him. It was Marcus, one of the guys from the Snapchat group. My blood instantly turned to ice. Not only did my mother-in-law know Seraphina was keeping men on the side, but she was actively bringing them to the clinic to run fertility tests? Before I could turn to leave, Victoria opened the door and walked out. Her face fell the moment she saw me. "What are you doing here instead of staying at home?" I looked past her at Marcus, who was still inside the room. "Who is he?" Victoria panicked for a split second before stepping in front of me to block my view. "Have you lost your mind? Are you stalking us? What do you want?" Then, she put on her usual dramatic, victimized face. "My poor Seraphina must have sinned in her past life to marry someone like you!" "We've been married for six years, and you're still useless in bed! My poor daughter doesn't even have a child because of you!" "I came all the way to the hospital to get some fertility meds for you out of the goodness of my heart, and you have the nerve to interrogate me? Unbelievable!" She grabbed my arm and tried to drag me toward the exit. "Do you have any idea how much our relatives laugh at us behind our backs? Go home! Stop embarrassing us in public!" I looked at her, feeling a sudden sting in my eyes. For the past six years, we hadn't had any children. In the beginning, whenever Victoria made passive-aggressive comments about my fertility, Seraphina would defend me, even screaming at her mother to move out. But later, the medical reports showed that Seraphina had severe PCOS, making it incredibly difficult for her to conceive. To protect her feelings, I kept it a secret from everyone, including her mother. Yet, Seraphina found out. Every night, she would hold me tightly and cry: "It's all my fault. It's my bad body that's keeping us from having a baby." "But don't worry, I'll do the IVF treatments. Once I'm pregnant, I'll retire from acting and focus on our family." Watching her go through the painful IVF process broke my heart. But now, I realized she wasn't just doing IVF with me. I snapped out of my thoughts and violently shook her hand off. "If you find me so embarrassing, tell Seraphina to sign the divorce papers!" She gasped. I didn't want to waste another second arguing with her, so I turned to find the doctor to destroy my embryos. Suddenly, Marcus rushed out of the room and grabbed me by the collar. "I know you! You're the creep who posted that fake photo in our Snapchat group!" "Unbelievable! You actually dare to show your face here!" Seeing this, Victoria quickly grabbed Marcus's arm. "Marcus, sweetie, the doctor said you need to conserve your energy! Don't waste your stamina on this loser! Save it for tonight..." But Marcus refused to let go, his grip tightening on my shirt. "If he hadn't posted those photos of my girl, I wouldn't have gotten so distracted at the gym that I almost dropped a barbell on my groin!" Hearing this, Victoria didn't hesitate. She stepped forward and slapped me hard across the face. "So it was you! You're sterile, so you want to make other men sterile too? How can you be so evil!" "If my daughter can't have a baby because of this, I will destroy you!" The sudden slap left my head spinning. But I quickly stood tall, wound back, and slapped her right back. Victoria stumbled, completely shocked. She pointed a trembling finger at me. "How dare you! You worthless piece of trash, you actually struck me!" As she reached out to claw at my face, I slapped her again, harder this time. "Why wouldn't I?!" "You're actively helping your daughter cheat and breed bastards with random men. I should have slapped you years ago!" "Cheat? Bastards?" Marcus let go of my collar and shoved me back. "What the hell are you talking about!" I pulled out my phone and dialed Seraphina's number, putting it on speaker for everyone to hear. "Call Seraphina here right now, and you'll find out exactly what I mean!" The call rang out. I tried three times, but nobody picked up. Victoria scoffed, her face twisted in mockery. "My daughter is the CEO of Astra Entertainment. She doesn't have time for a nobody like you." Marcus pulled her arm, looking confused. "Mom, who is this guy anyway?"

Victoria gave me a disdainful side-eye. "Just some toy my daughter keeps around for fun." "Marcus, honey, just focus on marrying into our family. Take good care of my daughter, make sure she gets pregnant with a boy, and she'll treat you like royalty." Seeing that I remained silent, she stepped closer to me, whispering viciously, "Ethan, did you really think my daughter is still the same submissive girl from six years ago?" "She's worth over a hundred million dollars now. You're way out of her league!" "She only keeps you around out of pity!" By now, a crowd of bystanders had gathered around us, whispering. "What's going on? Did she say her daughter is the CEO of Astra Entertainment?" "Is she talking about Seraphina Sterling?" The crowd grew excited, and several people pulled out their phones to start live-streaming on TikTok. "Wait, is this Seraphina's secret husband? And is the other guy her side piece?" "Wow, the Oscar winner is wild!" Looking at the camera lenses pointed at us, I felt like laughing. Good. Now the other seven lovers—and my parents—would see this. Marcus finally processed what Victoria was saying. His face contorted with rage, and he grabbed my hair, slamming my head against the hospital wall. "I knew it! You're just a delusional stalker!" "Harassing my girl for so long... have you no shame?!" The violent impact made my head spin. My left leg, which had been operated on after an accident a few weeks ago, flared with excruciating pain. I collapsed against the wall, clutching my leg. Instead of stopping him, Victoria cheered him on. "He always acts so weak and pathetic in front of Seraphina just to turn her against me." "It's about time you got a lesson! Let's see if you dare to creep around her again!" I squeezed my throbbing leg, crying out to a nurse passing by: "My leg... it hurts. I think the metal plate inside just cracked..." The nurse looked alarmed and tried to rush over, but Victoria blocked her path. "Cracked?! He's faking it!" "He can't even get my daughter pregnant. Who cares if his leg is broken? He's useless anyway!" When the nurse tried to bypass her, Marcus stepped in, looking menacing. "Do you know who built the new wing of this hospital? My girl donated millions for it!" "If you help him, I'll make sure you're fired by tonight!" The nurse looked at me sympathetically, but ultimately took a step back, too afraid to intervene. Marcus crossed his arms, looking smug. "In case you didn't know, the wing my girl donated is called The Milton Wing!" "It's named after me! Milton is my middle name!" "And you dare to claim you're her husband? You're asking for death!" Is that so? I endured the burning pain in my leg and let out a cold laugh. I was the one who donated that wing. It was named "Milton" because it was my mother's maiden name. What did it have to do with him? I couldn't believe Seraphina would even use my charitable donations to flatter her gym toy! But the pain in my leg was becoming unbearable. Cold sweat poured down my face, and I didn't even have the strength to argue anymore. Victoria kicked my injured leg a couple of times, sneering. "Pathetic trash. You came to the hospital to hurt my sweet son-in-law, didn't you?" "Lucky I caught you, or else I would have made sure you left in a body bag!" The bystanders started murmuring, pointing at me. "Trying to harm the real husband? What a toxic stalker." "No wonder Seraphina kept her marriage a secret. She was probably trying to protect her real husband from this psycho." "Well, the stalker's face is all over the internet now. His life is ruined." Right then, my phone buzzed. It was Seraphina. Her voice was panicked and breathless through the speaker: "Ethan, wait for me. I'm almost there!" She must have seen the live stream. Marcus saw the caller ID, snatched the phone from my hand, and smashed it onto the tile floor. "You still dare to call my girl!" "I'm going to teach you a lesson you'll never forget!" He grabbed my hair and began dragging me toward the main lobby. "Let's show everyone what a disgusting homewrecker looks like!" I stumbled, losing my balance, and was dragged across the cold floor. A thick trail of blood smeared behind me. Finally, a bystander realized something was wrong and yelled, "Stop! His leg is actually bleeding! You guys are going to kill him!" Marcus glanced back but didn't let go. "So what if his leg is broken? He's a home-wrecking rat. He deserves to die!" Victoria hesitated, probably realizing I wasn't faking it. As Marcus dragged me across the floor, the loss of blood made me dizzy, and I was on the verge of passing out. Just then, a frantic scream echoed through the lobby: "Stop! Stop! Don't touch my husband!" It was Seraphina. Behind her, looking equally terrified, were my parents.

The moment Marcus saw Seraphina, he immediately let go of my hair. He wrapped his arms around her waist, looking incredibly aggrieved. "Babe, you're finally here!" "If you had come any later, this psycho stalker would have ruined my life!" The crowd went wild, flashing their cameras. "Oh my God, it really is Seraphina Sterling!" "Wow, she's even prettier in person!" "Who cares if she's pretty? She's a cheater!" Hearing the whispers, Seraphina desperately waved her hands, signaling her security guards to push the crowd back. She turned to Marcus, her voice hushed but frantic: "What the hell do you think you're doing?!" My parents pushed past her. My mother quickly took off her expensive coat and wrapped it around my bleeding leg, screaming at the front desk: "Are you people blind?! We need a doctor here right now!" Just then, two more fit men pushed through the crowd. If I remembered correctly, they were Jax and Tyler, two of her other lovers. They went berserk the moment they saw Marcus hugging Seraphina. Jax threw a punch, sending Marcus stumbling back. "You're her husband?!" "Are you insane? How dare you claim her!" Tyler joined in, shoving Marcus. "Exactly! I'm her husband!" Victoria realized things were spinning out of control. She screamed at the bystanders to turn off their live streams. Then she pulled Jax and Tyler back, whispering urgently, "Calm down, boys! You worked so hard at the gym to build those bodies for my daughter!" "Save your energy for tonight! Don't disappoint me!" The crowd erupted in shock. "Who are those two? What does she mean by that?!" "Is Seraphina running a whole harem?!" My parents' faces were incredibly dark. Seraphina was so terrified she looked like she wanted to melt into the floor. She reached out, trying to touch my shoulder. "Ethan, let the doctors look at your leg first. We can talk about the rest later." Before I could push her hand away, her lovers shoved each other to get to her side. "Seraphina, babe! I know you have a lot of pressure as an actress. I can forgive you for having fun on the side!" "As long as I'm the one you truly love!" "Get lost! She loves me! I'm her husband!" Then, several more muscular men pushed their way into the lobby. They immediately started shoving each other. "Get your hands off my wife, you shameless home-wrecking bastards!" Seraphina's face turned paper-white. She frantically waved her hands at me. "Ethan, it's not what it looks like. It's all a misunderstanding." Marcus, who had been pushed to the edge of the group, cried out to Victoria, "Mom, what is going on?!" Victoria held her head high, her voice loud and stubborn. "My daughter is a successful, talented woman! What's wrong with her wanting to breed the most perfect child?!" "As long as you boys can pass down your perfect physical genes to her baby, you are all my sons-in-law!" "Besides, she isn't pregnant yet. Once the baby is born, we'll do a DNA test to see who the real father is!" The entire lobby went dead silent. Then, an even louder roar of laughter and disgust erupted. "Holy shit, she really thinks she's a queen choosing her concubines!" "Some Oscar winner she is, having her mom manage her harem!" "Does she really think her genes are that special? This is disgusting!" The flawless, elegant public image Seraphina had spent years building shattered into pieces in a single second. She quickly grabbed her assistant, desperately trying to bribe the crowd: "Delete the videos! I'll pay you! Delete them!" "Otherwise, my legal team will sue every single one of you for invasion of privacy!" The hospital security finally intervened, pushing the crowd out of the lobby. The lovers exchanged looks, finally understanding Victoria's words. They all turned their eyes to me, puffing out their chests. "My sperm is definitely the most elite! I'm the best choice!" "This loser is the root of all our problems. If he hadn't posted those photos, my girl wouldn't be in this scandal!" "Exactly! Who cares if she has other men?!" "As long as it doesn't ruin her career, I don't mind sharing!" Looking at them, I felt nothing but pity. They were actually willing to share a worthless, broken woman. My father glared at Seraphina with absolute disgust. The coldness in his eyes made Seraphina drop to her knees instantly. "Mr. Vance, I swear I don't even know these men!"