Prepare the Divorce and Ruin My Husband

My husband David Vanderbilt married my sister.

Not far away but in our house.

That was the first thing I saw after I tore myself out of a kidnapper’s grip and ran home barefoot, bleeding, half dead.

A year ago, everyone said I ran away with another man.They never knew I was chained to a concrete floor, counting pain instead of time.

“You keep calling his name,” the man said as he locked my chains. “Your husband will never save you.”

I did not believe him.

Until I walked into that wedding and saw him, my kidnapper, sitting among the guests.