52 Letters of Ash: My Husband's Fatal Regret
Language: en
When Declan Pierce and I exchanged wedding rings, he had adult toys in his pocket meant for his young stepmother. To get back at him, I slept with his best friend on our wedding night. I deliberately left marks on my body. But when Declan saw the hickeys on my neck, he just casually dialed his best friend's number: "Declan, your wife is incredible," his friend laughed. "I'm already addicted." Declan sounded completely indifferent: "You like her? How about sleeping with her again tonight?" Like a madwoman, I smashed his phone to pieces. For the next five years, we became the most…