Three Years of Marriage: He Brings Home Different Women Every Night, Telling Everyone I'm Just His Housekeeper
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Henry brought a woman home and ordered me to cook for them. The woman giggled, nestling in his arms. "Honey, who is she?" "Her? The housekeeper," Henry replied dismissively, looking at me. I clutched my stomach and limped into the kitchen. Henry, this will be the last meal I cook for you. 1 After three years of marriage, Henry and I had become bitter enemies. He had someone else in his heart. I was drugged and sent to his bed, and by cruel coincidence, his true love Zoe saw us. The shock sent Zoe running out, where she was hit by a car and died. Later, when I became pregnant, Henry…