You Married Another, I Became a Gold-Digger—Why Cry After I Left?

The year I turned eighteen, all because Damian's mother said one thing. "The mistress you picked is pretty." Damian cut ties with his family for three years. The year I turned twenty-eight, on the way to my prenatal checkup with Damian. He got a video call from Doreen Fox, an executive at the company. She let herself into my home with a key. And the gifts Damian had given me.