Betrayed Wife: Saved By The Mafia King

I was sitting in the obstetrics clinic, rubbing my four-month bump, when a livestream popped up on my phone.

It was my husband, Xander, exchanging vows with my illegitimate half-sister, Rissa.

The caption read: "The Commission never ratified your marriage. You're just the incubator."

My husband and my father had sworn they were at a critical mafia sit-down. But there they were on the screen, laughing.

I called Xander. He answered, thinking he was slick, but he forgot to mute the room.