The CEO's Final Gift

For four years, I was a ghost in my own home, trapped in a loveless marriage to a man who despised me. The entire house smelled of lilies-the favorite flower of Hettie, his childhood sweetheart.

The day she came back into his life, he tossed divorce papers at me. He demanded my family's company as his compensation and announced that Hettie was carrying his child.

In a last, desperate attempt to hold on, I lied and told him I was pregnant, too.

He just laughed and called me a pathetic liar.