My Husband Replaced Me with an Intern at the Fertility Clinic - So I Fed Them Both to the Justice System

Synopsis

The luxury maternity retreat called, asking if I was satisfied with their service during my stay. I was utterly bewildered. I was only eight months pregnant, my baby hadn't even arrived, let alone checking in anywhere. I demanded to know what was going on from my husband, Liam, who had been so actively communicating with the retreat. He looked at me with a feigned apology. "Honey, that luxury maternity retreat costs $120,000! We can't afford that. They must have contacted the wrong person." "You just relax at home. I'll make sure you're perfectly comfortable!" I didn't waste another breath on him. The owner of the luxury maternity retreat was my older sister, Scarlett. I called her directly. "Scarlett, can you please check which conniving woman Liam let check into *my* luxury maternity retreat, impersonating me? I'm going to catch them!" What a joke, "contacted the wrong person." That was utterly ridiculous. My sister had contacted me as soon as she knew I was