The Ex Is Now My Servant
Language: en
I was six months into my second marriage, carrying a belly that felt like a heavy secret, when my ex-husband crawled back into my life. He looked at me with a sickening mix of nostalgia and regret. "Erica, you were right," Derek sighed, his voice thick with a staged kind of epiphany. "Amber was only ever after the money. She didn't pass the test you set for her." His gaze dropped to the curve of my stomach, and a sudden, delirious smile broke across his face. "I see it now. You’re the only one who ever truly loved me. We can put this behind us. From now on, it’s just the three of us—a…