Seven years of marriage, and my husband had slept with every female celebrity in the entertainment industry.
At 39 weeks pregnant, his mistress offended an important client at a celebration banquet. To secure the deal, Hector Lane demanded that I kneel and apologize on her behalf.
I said in disbelief:
"I'm pregnant, how can I kneel? What if I hurt the baby—"
He rudely interrupted me.
"It's just kneeling. I've never seen you so delicate before."
He dragged me in front of the client, forcing my head down to kneel.
The commotion caused my water to break.
The mistress sneered, pinching her nose.
"Is she scared to the point of peeing herself?"
That day, I hemorrhaged during labor and nearly went into shock.
Meanwhile, photos of him and his mistress on the bed went viral on social media.
When my older sister-in-law arrived at the hospital, my voice was calm.
"You promised me that as long as I gave birth, you would let me leave. Can I leave now?"
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