Stillborn Vows I Took My Husband’s Mistress’s Baby

Seven years of marriage, and I'd lost count of the women my husband, Justin Wiley, had slept with.

The reason I'd turned a blind eye all this time?

He always threw money at me afterward.

An affair with some influencer? A penthouse in the city center.

A yacht party with young models? A matching yacht, signed over to my name.

He bought off my breakdowns, my questions, my tears—all with his checkbook.

Until I was eight months pregnant, and my baby died inside me. A stillbirth. They had to induce labor to take him out.