My Wife’s Double Life
I cooked up a storm for our seventh wedding anniversary.
However, my CEO wife took a couple of bites before leaving in haste for some work emergency.
I trailed behind her, only to find her entering an upscale event space where she held a sip-and-see event for the twins she had through surrogacy.
Pulling out a centurion card, she handed it to her male secretary and uttered solemnly, “You’ve done well, Dale. Everything I own will go to the children.”
Dale, his eyes sparkling, pressed his lips against hers. “Ms. Markham, it’s my honor to have children with you.”
With a scoff, I pushed open the door to the hall.
I’d like to see how the guy managed to have children with a woman who was born with underdeveloped ovarian follicles.