After My Miscarriage, My Rich Husband Chose His "Fragile" Best Friend. So I Ruined Him

I miscarried in a pool of blood right after my latest agonizing IVF embryo transfer.

I called my husband, Ethan Vance, dozens of times. Every single call was instantly declined.

On my last attempt, he finally picked up.

"Ethan, please, help me. The baby... I'm bleeding---"

Before I could even finish, Ethan interrupted me, his voice dripping with impatience.

"Maya, are you seriously doing this right now? I told you, Hailey has a massive plumbing emergency at her house. I'm over here trying to fix it so her basement doesn't flood. Stop calling me over nothing."