On Christmas Eve, I Overheard My Husband Say “It’s Our Baby” To His Pregnant Mistress—Then Her Husband Offered Me $200,000

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“Agreed.”

“No revenge games.”

“Agreed.”

“And when the time comes…”

I paused.

Ethan nodded.

“We file together.”

“The same day.”

“The same hour.”

For the first time since Christmas Eve, I felt something other than grief.

Purpose.

I looked down at the briefcase.

Then at the photographs.

Then at Ethan.

The next three months would be unbearable.

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