A Wedding Car Mix-Up
Language: en
On our wedding day, my lawyer wife, Victoria, got into the wrong limousine and spent our wedding night with my assistant, Alex. The next morning, she knelt before me, covered in marks, begging for forgiveness. She swore she’d fire him. A year later, I found her in a hospital maternity ward during a supposed business trip. She held a newborn, and beside her stood Alex, back after a year away. Blinded by rage, I threw them out. But that night, the baby disappeared. Victoria was convinced I did it. To force my hand, she suspended my parents over an active volcano. I denied it, my voice…