Knocked Down By My Husband's Mistress

Synopsis

From here on out, our paths would never cross again. Five months pregnant, I was knocked to the ground by a rideshare car. At the hospital, the doctor couldn't reach any of my emergency contacts. The girl who hit me was crying into her phone, panicked, "I hit a pregnant woman. I'm so scared, Hugo." That familiar way of addressing him made me freeze. Half an hour later, the hospital room door was shoved open. The scent of cedar rushed in. The man who walked in was my husband, Hugo Blount. The same man who had told me he was out of town on a business trip, and that he'd bring our child a gift when he got back.