My Husband Told Me To Take The Bus After Birth, Then His Whole Empire Vanished Before Dessert

already leaving.

Melissa stepped out first, still laughing at something on her phone. Elaine followed, perfume trailing behind her like smoke. Daniel was last.

At the door, he looked back—not at me, not at Ethan, but at the gift basket on the table from my office.

“Don’t forget to sign those documents when you get home,” he said. “I don’t want to deal continue reading …