My husband’s mistress showed up at my door and said, “I’m pregnant with his baby, and we need this house to raise our family.”

doing this?”

“You did this. I’m just refusing to clean it up.”

Margaret stood beside me, arms crossed, the file still on the table.

“You just lost the man you spent a year managing.”

Rachel grabbed her purse and walked out without another word. Tyler followed, slower, like a man who finally understood that he had been the one chosen against.

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