My Husband Tried To Move His Mistress Into My Home Until I Told Her To Take Off My Robe

kind of mastermind? Fine! Have the house! But you just wasted one hundred and fifty thousand dollars! You paid for my freedom, you pathetic idiot!”

I looked at him steadily. “No, Jason. I bought something much more valuable.”

The doorbell chimed, sharp and official. Everyone froze.

“Right on time,” I murmured, walking past them to open the door.

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