He Faked Our Marriage, so I Took His Fortune
Language: en
I lied to my husband, Tony Mercer, about working overtime and spent a month moonlighting at an upscale club. My coworkers were itching to land a sugar daddy or a rich cougar. All I wanted was to save up enough to buy him a nicer watch. He was in sales. A designer watch could spare him plenty of condescending looks and snide remarks. Scrimping on meals, working two jobs, I'd lost a lot of weight. My best friend Clara teased me for being lovesick. She didn't understand. How happy it made me to build a life side by side with the man I loved, working hard together. That evening, I carried a…