My Husband Flew His Pregnant Mistress To Miami Until I Froze Their Assets

” I said.

“You don’t have to read them. I already did. Just sign the last page.”

I looked at the IV line taped to my hand. “You sound more worried about paperwork than me.”

“No, no. Amelia, come on. I’m doing this for us.”

There had never truly been an us. There had only been Ethan, his family, and the future they were building inside my shadow.

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