The Unwanted Wife's Ultimatum

I was seven months pregnant, a text from my distant husband, Ethan, promised a New Year's Eve "surprise."

I desperately hoped it was a chance to mend our fraying marriage before the baby.

But stepping into the upscale lounge, the "surprise" became my worst nightmare.

Ethan was intimately draped around his executive assistant, Lily Vance, who was brazenly wearing my designer gown.

His friends snickered, their amusement signaling my reaction was the only surprise.

When confronted, Ethan showed no remorse, just cold annoyance.

Lily gloated that my dress looked better on her.