Reborn: A Husband's Vengeance

The sterile smell of the hospital room was the last thing I remembered.

Cancer had eaten away at me, my career crumbled, my fortune gone.

Then I saw them: my perfectly made-up wife, Sarah, and our sullen son, Billy, standing by my deathbed.

"Just sign the papers, Mark," she' d said, her voice devoid of warmth, talking about my last company shares for David' s "venture."

David. The man she' d been sleeping with for years, Billy' s biological father.

I remembered the fake charity events, the money diverted, my childhood home sold to cover his gambling debts.