Before My Husband Even Died, His Mistress Came to Claim His Body,and I Laughed

My husband had just been given a critical-condition notice, and his mistress barged into the hospital with a crew of men.

The second I moved to stop her, she slapped my husband's will against my forehead.

"Open your eyes and read it, you dog. Giles Gilbert put me in full charge of his final arrangements."

"Now get lost! Or don't blame me for taking out the trash!"

I glanced at Giles, who was still breathing, and figured he wanted to fake his own death so he could run off with her. So I decided to let them have their way.