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My Husband Forced Me to Host His 40th Birthday While I Had a Broken Leg—Then His Mother Walked In and Turned the Celebration Upside Down
“Finishing the cake. Donald wanted a proper birthday.”
She glanced out the window. “He always loved a big fuss.”
“Didn’t he order food?” she asked after a moment.
“Said it cost too much.”
“Did he help this morning?”
“No, Diane.”
Her mouth tightened. “He told me you were so excited about hosting.”
