The Lost Heiress's Glorious Return
I wanted to understand why my husband preferred his first love over me, his wife.
I had lived in her shadow, trying to emulate her perfection. I bought the kinds of lingerie she advertised for brands, used her signature perfume, and even came close to dyeing my hair to match hers.
It was pathetic. I was pathetic. Leaving Yasmin.
Staring at her now brought those humiliating moments flooding back, fueling my anger and insatiable need for justice.
I hoped, for a fact, that she was enjoying fucking Cole.
“Hi… can you direct me to the office of Mrs. Mirela Gomez?” Sarah asked, her voice cool and confident.
Hot Chapters