My Husband and Six Relatives Flew His Pregnant Mistress to Miami—So I Froze Their Assets…

lose my life.

But grief did not stay long.

It did not have that privilege.

By evening, Ethan called. I answered from the hospital bed, smoothing my hair and making my voice sound faint.

“Baby,” he said, “Mom told me you fainted. What did the doctors say?”

“Stress,” I lied. “Low blood pressure. Too much work.”

His relief came too fast.

“Thank God. Listen, continue reading …