Seven Months Pregnant, My Billionaire Husband Billed Me for Our Home

My husband handed over every cent of his paycheck.

Even so.

What the two of us made in a month barely kept us fed.

When his father was dying, we couldn't scrape together three thousand dollars.

So Jordan Simmons gritted his teeth and went at it.

The endless dinners, the sales calls, the chasing after investors.

He clawed his way up until he ran a company worth billions.

But the day the strain hit my pregnancy, all I did was take three thousand dollars from him.

And he turned around and had me arrested.

The female officer looked at me with pity.