Divorcing My Infertile CEO Husband
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After the miscarriage, insomnia became my shadow. I watched the sunrise every morning with hollow, burning eyes while my body deteriorated from the inside out. When my husband took me to a psychiatrist, the doctor diagnosed me with severe depression following pregnancy loss. "What's the treatment plan?" I asked softly. "Family support. He needs to be present, deeply involved—" Before the doctor could finish, Dean’s phone buzzed on the glass desk. The caller ID popped up with a photo of his young secretary, Ashley. Dean stood up like a Pavlovian response. "Admit her," he commanded the…