Eight Months Pregnant, I Smiled While My Husband Divorced Me To Marry His Mistress—Because The Secret I Carried Into Court Would Ru!n Their Perfect New Beginning

loudly, but with a kind of despair I had never heard from him before.

Ms. Reyes’s expression hardened.

“Do not go home. I’ll notify the case agent.”

Ethan had gotten to the box first.

Or someone had retrieved it on his behalf.

That night, I stayed in a hotel arranged by the prosecutor’s office under an assumed name. I removed my uniform jacket and carefully continue reading …