Her Regret, His Peace

They told me it was a contract marriage, a deal to save my mother' s life.

In reality, it was my own slow death sentence.

For three years, I was hired to be Chloe Davis' s husband, the man she blamed for ruining her life after her high school sweetheart dumped her.

I endured her endless parade of boyfriends, her daily allowance of five dollars, and constant humiliation, all to ensure my ailing mother received the best care.

Then, the day my mother died, Chloe' s assistant called, demanding I return home from the funeral to make snacks for a party.