Betrayal's Wake: A Wife Scorned

ed into my soul. I stood there for a long time, letting the water run over my skin, trying to

self. I found Jake in our bedroom, pulling a tie

I said, my voice trembling slightl

ion one of pure disdain. He saw my towel, m

e dripping with sarcasm. "You want a divorce. You get

you talk

e. "This has always been your endgame, hasn't it? Marry the rich widower, put up with him for a few years, then cash out with

t me speechless. I had given him seven years of my life. I had

ally managed to say. "Yo

were Olivia's charity case of a best friend. I know you w

livia. My best friend. The woman whos

breaking. "She's my daughter. I

utally sharp. "You were a surrogate. She is Oli

be called by my name, Ava. He said it was to honor Olivia's memory. Now I saw it for what it was:

ars finally breaking free and trac

out and clamped onto my chin, his fingers digging into my jaw. He forced my head up, making me

p, but it was nothing compa

me, Jake,"

he shoved me backwards. I stumbled, the towel coming loose, and fell ont

flat and devoid of any emotion. "I wa

glance. He just walked out of the room, the click of the door shutting behind him as final as a coffin lid closi