He shoved his nine-month-pregnant wife off an icy cliff just to pocket a $50 million life insurance policy. Today, at the funeral they think is mine, he’s standing with his secret lover, smirking like a winner. They think I’m dead… but they have no clue I’m still clinging to life, fighting my way back for revenge.

” he called casually. “Neither you nor the baby will suffer long.”

Then everything turned white.

I hit a narrow ledge halfway down the cliff. Pain exploded through my body—broken ribs, a twisted wrist, blood spreading into the snow beneath me.

Instinctively, I wrapped my arms around my swollen belly.

“Please stay with me,” I whispered over and over. “Please continue reading …