He Gave My Ambulance to the Fake Heiress While I Was in Labor

On my due date, with a dull ache spreading through my belly, I was about to lie down on the ambulance stretcher when my husband dragged me to the curb and hailed me a ride-share instead.

"You've just got a stomachache. It doesn't mean the baby's coming today. Maya Abbott's finally getting her chance to experience 'being a mother.' Let her go first."

I stared at him, unable to believe it.

Austin Yates didn't even furrow his brow.

"You know Maya's uterine wall is thin. She may never be able to carry a child her whole life."