The Contract Wife: Thorne's Redemption

I lay in the sterile silence of the hospital, mourning the baby I never got to hold. Everyone called it a tragic accident. A slip and fall. But I knew the truth of my husband's shove.

Mark finally came to visit. He didn't bring flowers; he brought a briefcase.

Inside were divorce papers and a non-disclosure agreement.

He calmly informed me that his mistress-my friend-was pregnant. They were his "real family" now, and they couldn't have any "unpleasantness."

He threatened to use fabricated psychiatric reports to paint me as an unstable danger to myself.