My Dead Husband Isn't Dead

Synopsis

James was dead. I was just a small-town diner owner, and he was nothing more than the guy from the next alley who fixed appliances. Three years of marriage, and our life savings totaled exactly 30 grand. I figured that was just how my life would be. But on the day of his funeral, as I was crying so hard I almost passed out, a stream of comments suddenly floated across my vision. [James Carter isn't actually dead. He's the second heir of the Carter family from Oceanview Holdings.] [He was exiled to this podunk town for three years, but now that the old man is terminal, he's headed back to claim his inheritance and to marry a socialite from the Sutton family.] [He faked his death to cut her off clean. He didn't want her clinging to him like a burr.] [Talk about cold-blooded. Lily eventually tracks him down to Oceanview City to make a scene, but the Suttons have her legs broken. She had it coming.] Standing before his grave, I glanced down and touched my stomach. It was still not showing yet. I wiped my tears. Fine. Since you're "dead," I'm going to live my best life.