I Made Him a Better Man for Another Woman

“I accept your offer. I’ll finalize my resignation in two days and join your company.”

As soon as I hung up, I took two deep breaths, forcing back the tears.

I glanced at the gift box in my hands and let out a bitter laugh. “Five years together, and this is what I get—betrayal.”

Tomorrow was supposed to be my fifth wedding anniversary with Heston Fitzhugh. This afternoon, we had plans to meet some mutual friends. While changing, a small box tumbled out of the wardrobe.

A while back, Heston’s assistant let it slip that he had spent a fortune on a custom-made gift from Paris.