Seven Months Pregnant, None of the Triplets Were Mine

At seven months pregnant, I found out the triplets in my womb were never mine.

One belonged to my husband’s mistress.

One belonged to his dead first love.

One belonged to the woman who saved his company.

Then the doctor told me I might have cancer.

Julian wanted me to survive long enough to deliver.

I wanted to survive, period.

So I called the brother I had abandoned for love and disappeared from Julian Sterling’s life.

But escaping him was only the beginning. Behind my husband’s betrayal was something even darker.

This time, I would not stay silent.