He Broke Me First, Now I'm the Rising Queen

My husband, Jonathan Zander, brought his mistress home on our seventh wedding anniversary.

"Wendy finally got pregnant. You have to take good care of her. If it's a boy, he will be the only heir of our Zander Family."

He spoke as he pulled out a chair for the girl named Wendy Stevens without even looking at me.

"She's sensitive and delicate, so try to be accommodating. Don’t get jealous over nothing and ruin the mood for everyone."

I didn’t say a word. I just grabbed my suitcase and headed for the door.