My CEO Husband’s Secret Son

The night I was thrown out, there was blood pooling beneath me, and I was rushed to the emergency room.

The doctor said my ectopic pregnancy had ruptured. Surgery was immediate, or I would die.

With trembling hands, I dialed my husband Ryan's number.

But what came through the other end was his mistress Kate's cheerful laughter: "Ryan! Oliver's so happy today!"

Oliver was their two-year-old illegitimate son.

Then I heard Ryan speak in a voice colder than anything I'd ever heard from him:

"Ellie, stop with the theatrics. Besides—"