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They started whispering to each other while looking at me. Jack and his family grinned smugly, probably thinking that I wouldn't be able to retaliate. But they were wrong. I stepped forward and gave Maria my best smile. "But Mrs. Maria, weren't you the one who borrowed $5000 dollars from my husband because he wasn't working? I heard that your husband was fired for alleged embezzlement of funds. Isn't that even more disgusting? You insult others, while your own family is always asking my husband for money?"

"Why would I lie? Go to the operating room, and you'll see for yourself! Stop wasting time! If you don't go now, it'll be too late to save her!" As he reached out to grab my arm, I stepped back swiftly, avoiding his touch. My eyes narrowed as I studied him, my tone carrying a note of skepticism. "Are you serious?" "Of course I'm serious! Do you think I'd joke about something like this?" he snapped, his frustration boiling over. My voice turned cold, cutting through his indignation like ice. "If that's the case, then why did you, a friend, hear the news before me, her husband? Were you two together last night?"

"Talia, I'm not interested in your pocket change." She didn't snap. She laughed, turning to the crowd. "Sorry you all had to see this. He's my husband's old benefactor—did him a favor once. Out of gratitude, I've been covering his food and clothes. Guess it wasn't enough. Now he's here trying to wreck our family." Just like that, she flipped everything—swapped me with Danny and made me the pathetic leech. I pressed my tongue to my burning cheek and walked straight at her, face cold.

"How could she hit you so hard? And you just stood there and watched, Jesse. Have you forgotten Sinead is your wife?" I was already a little upset. "She has already married someone else with your approval. Have you forgotten that?" Sinead's mother choked on her words and fell silent. After a while, she spoke again. "But that wasn't real. It was only an act. You're the only one taking it seriously." I rolled my eyes. They had all treated those solemn wedding vows as an act, but I couldn't. In fact, I found it filthy. Besides, it had been five years, and they had never told me about Zachary.

Because of everything that happened, we didn't make it to Mom's for the holiday. She called me to ask why, and the moment she heard I was getting a divorce, she tore into me. "Are you stupid? At your age? You think you're still young and good-looking? Whatever you did wrong, go apologize and fix it." I could barely get the words out without choking up. "Renee cheated on me with some young guy." Mom went quiet for a second, but it didn't last. "How useless do you have to be for your own wife to cheat on you?"

Never in a million years did I expect her to cheat on me and have children with another man through surrogacy A trace of panic flickered across Krystal’s face. She averted her gaze and held her tongue. Dale Abbot, on the other hand, approached me with two glasses of red wine in hand. He said, “Don’t get upset, sir. Since you can’t give Ms. Markham kids, she borrowed my sperm to produce heirs. No one is taking your place as her husband.” While downing the glass of wine, Dale handed me the other drink and uttered, “I’m counting on you to take good care of my children.”

" Jared said. The commotion caught the other attention as well as Dad, who gasped, surprised when he heard what Jared said. I balled my fist and slowly faced him. "She is a gold digger. She's just with you for money. She is two-timing you and Mr. Perez. She is a whore, a slut." He continued to mock my wife, and that snapped all my restraints. I punch him hard in the face causing him to fall on the floor. I walked to him to beat him more, but someone grabbed my arms, stopping me. I looked back, and I saw Mara crying face shaking her head. I took a deep breath, but everyone screamed again, including Mara, when Dad jumped on Jared, beating him.

When I arrived and stepped into the elevator, several employees were chatting excitedly. "Did you hear? Ms. Hart finally revealed the husband she's been secretly married to all these years." "I never would've guessed it was her longtime assistant. It's like something straight out of a novel." "Ms. Hart? You mean…" My voice trembled, and so did my entire body. "Ms. Quinn Hart, of course. How do you not even know that?" Just then, the elevator doors opened. Quinn stood outside, looking anxious. Before I could react, she grabbed my arm and hurried me toward a conference room.

"Can I help you, ma'am? Do you have an appointment?" Vivian didn't look at them. She scanned the floor with a predatory gaze. "Where's Morty? I've got an emergency." Morty? The staff traded looks. Someone had already seen the post on the internal board. "Just saw Alpha Mortimer's wife in the lobby. She's a total knockout." The mystery spouse had arrived. Just then, the heavy oak doors of the boardroom swung open. Mortimer stepped out, looking like a block of ice, followed by a trail of suits in expensive tie-wear.

“She’s my wife. And if ye disrespect her again I will be forced to take yer mouth and shove it down yer throat.” There was an uproar in the room. Some people laughed, others glared at me, Murphy regarded me with amusement. “Yer wife ye say?” his eyes narrowed, his gaze growing speculative. “I see.” I ground my teeth together and exhaled loudly. “Now, are we going to discuss business or do ye want to gossip like a bunch o’ old women?” The grumbling around the room grew louder. His goons were not happy with me. Fuck them. I wasn’t happy with them.