He Faked My Infertility, So I Faked His Future

Synopsis

At the family gathering, relatives showered Dylan Miller and me with praise, calling us the "perfect couple." Dylan's mother, Emily Miller, tugged me aside and pressed a medical report into my hands, hinting it was time I got my body baby-ready. I was barely taking the folder when a line of glowing comments scrolled across my vision. [That medical report is fake. Ruth is one hundred percent healthy.] [Dylan and his mom have been scheming for months. They're pinning the infertility label on Ruth so he can kick her out and install that sweet secretary as the new Mrs. Mille.] [Look at the secretary. She's sitting in the corner posing as some long-lost cousin, waiting to take Ruth's place.] I glanced at Dylan. He was deep in conversation with the secretary, his eyes lit with a tenderness he couldn't hide. Emily patted my hand. "Ruth, sweetheart, babies are a blessing from the Lord, but we can't sit back and wait on miracles." [That was close. Ruth almost got framed as the barren ex-wife.] [Spill the tea. How did the secretary and Dylan hook up?] My marriage, I realized, had been a carefully staged scam from the very beginning. I tucked the report away with a smile and walked over to Dylan and the secretary. I said, "Dylan, since you're in such a rush for a child, why don't we adopt? After all, a man with your fertility issues is one in a million." The chat and my in-laws were all left speechless. [What? Plot Twist. Dylan's the one shooting blanks.]