Finding My Husband's Cheating When Taking Prenatal Checkup
From the back cover
“Mrs. Lizzie, you’re already 34 weeks along, aren’t you? You’re nearly due. I hear it’s twins—a boy and a girl. We can’t afford to be careless. Everything you need is ready at our hospital, so please rest assured.”
I lowered my head and let out a cold laugh. I had only a five-month-old child at home and my surname wasn’t Lizzie—it was Scott.
“Are you sure this prenatal appointment was scheduled by my husband, Louise Darren?”
The nurse answered with absolute certainty. “Of course! Didn’t he come with you today?”
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