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

what I might say if this moment came. I had rehearsed several versions in the hospital bed while the IV dripped and Lena slept in the plastic chair beside me. All of them were too long. All of them contained explanations he would not have heard.

I met his eyes calmly. “No, Ethan. I returned it to what it always was.”

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