Twin Mix-up
My husband and his beloved mistress died together in a car accident. They left me with a pair of illegitimate children.
Eighteen years passed in a blur. I poured my heart and soul into raising those children until, at last, they earned admission to Corvell University, the country's top university.
But on the very day they received their acceptance letters, my 'dead' husband returned. And beside him stood his mistress.
She clutched my husband's arm and beamed at me.
"Thanks to your tireless care, my two sons finally made it into Corvell. If not for you, the two of us wouldn't have been free to live so happily together all these years..."
Later, my husband demanded a divorce. He wanted to marry his mistress and reunite their perfect little family of four.
I didn't cry, nor did I rage. I only smiled and said, "Sure."