The Night He Regretted

For five years, I endured the pain of infertility, trying everything to give my husband Ryan the heir he so desperately wanted. I thought we were in this together. I thought he had accepted it.

Until the day he brought her home.

"Lauren is pregnant with my child. She’s going to stay here until she gives birth."

His secretary. His mistress. Carrying the baby that was supposed to be ours.

I was shattered. Betrayed. But when I confronted him, his cold response cut deeper than any knife. "You’re useless to me, Alicia."

And then—he raised his hand.