My Husband's Wife Isn't Me
Language: en
In the fifth year of my marriage to Hudson Hope, I was still commuting two hours to save a few dollars. Until the day I transferred to Mary Hospital in New York, I received a VIP patient, the wife of billionaire heir Hudson. The nurse smiled and showed me their wedding photo. "Mr. Hope is famous for doting on his wife." I gripped my stethoscope, my knuckles turning white. That woman had personally slashed my right hand three years ago. And that man was supposed to be my husband. I stared at the woman's pregnant belly. Just then, Hudson's call came through on speakerphone, his voice…