She shoved me so hard I hit the floor, pain ripping through my stomach as I screamed for help. “You could lose the baby!” I cried. My husband didn’t move. He just sneered, “Good. You should get sterilized and adopt instead.” I thought that was the end—until engines roared outside. Five minutes later, ten supercars surrounded the gate… and everyone’s faces went white.
She shoved me so hard I hit the marble floor, the impact stealing the air from my lungs. A sharp pain ripped through my stomach and I screamed, clutching my belly. “Stop—please! You could lose the baby!” I cried, my voice echoing through the living room. Vanessa Reed, my husband’s mistress, stood over me with…