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

surprise, calculation, and something that was almost relief, as if the secret had become too heavy and he was glad to set it down.

“Amelia,” he said.

I looked at him for a long moment. At the woman beside him, the rounding of her belly under her coat, the particular way she had tucked herself slightly behind his shoulder when she realized who I was.

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