The Wife He Betrayed Was A Billionaire
Language: en
The tenth time I found him in bed with another woman, Dean Miller’s reaction wasn’t as explosive as it used to be. He casually glanced at his expensive watch, then gently draped the silk robe over the girl huddled next to him. “Didn’t you say your prenatal appointment was this afternoon? Why the early return?” When I didn’t answer, he smoothed the girl’s hair and subtly positioned himself between us. “She’s young. Whatever the issue is, you take it up with me.” He was expecting the usual performance. The screaming, the hysteria, the raw fury. But what he didn’t know was that the…