The Baptism Betrayal

ith polite chatter and the clinking of champagne glasses, but I felt a knot of anxiety tighten in my stomach. My husband Ethan' s

rching toward the empty seats. She wore a designer dress that was a size too small, the

tood up, keeping my voice low but firm. "Debra, t

. "Jocelyn, you need to learn some manners. According to Lester fa

hot me a confused look. There was no suc

e on postpartum physical therapy. What a waste. You' re just a gold-digger who t

se in my cheeks. "That's enough," I said, my vo

ot coffee from the table. "You want me gone?" she

ho was sleeping in my arms. The hot coffee splas

k of fury and concern. He gently took Stella from

filled with a strange jealousy, fixed on me. "If you won't a

ng the shock on everyone's faces. Then she delive

m Ethan' s r

terness. She claimed she' d had an affair with Ethan' s father, Andrew, years ag

d, her eyes wild. "Sylvia had everything. S

peared from the crowd. "That is Ryan. My son. He is Sylvia' s biological

e diamond bracelet. It was a Lester family heirloom. "Eleanor gave this

e. "That' s right. And now it' s time for my dear cousin

idiculous." He pulled out his phone and brought up a doc

fake! Sylvia must have paid for a fake repor

celet and the old rumors about Andrew' s affair gave it a sliver o

ady dialing a number. "I'm calling a mobile lab. We ca

ress send, a commanding v

no need f

r face set like stone. She walked slowly

for argument. "Ethan, you are her son. I have always considered her my ri

nd you will show your mother-in-la