After His Confession
I never expected my husband, Tony Baldino, to confess that he had cheated on me again.
Six months ago, I discovered his affair.
The pain was sharp, but I had resolutely signed the divorce papers, only for him to tear them up in desperation, crying at my doorstep through the rain.
He swore he would never hide anything from me again, begging for a second chance.
Soaked and humiliated, the high-and-mighty don of the Baldino family looked like a child abandoned by his own.
Seeing him and feeling the life growing in my womb, I softened and forgave him.
However, only half a year later, he betrayed me once more.
This time, before I could discover it, he confessed.
“It only happened once
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