I Heard My Husband Plan My Replacement

The day I lay in a hospital bed, mourning the silence in my abdomen where my five-month-old son used to be, I learned my husband was sleeping with his secretary.

She was also his best friend’s sister.

I told myself it was grief twisting reality—until I stood outside his study and heard the truth.

“You said you love me,” Catalina whispered. “Then divorce her.”

“I can’t yet,” Sebastiano said coldly. “If I leave her now, I lose the Chairmanship. Once I have power, she’s disposable.”

At that moment, the wife who loved him died with our child.

I didn’t scream.

I didn’t beg.