My Husband Swapped Our Babies

Synopsis

At forty-seven, on his deathbed, my husband, David Carter, finally confessed. He told me the daughter we raised wasn't mine, but his sister-in-law Helen Lane's. While I was unconscious after giving birth, he swapped my baby with hers. But Helen's child came down with a high fever at six. Because they didn't get her to the hospital in time, the kid ended up with brain damage. Maybe I looked so terrible. David broke down crying, begging for forgiveness. He said if there was another chance at living, he'd still want to marry me and spend his whole life making it up to me. He spent his whole life plotting against me, but he had the nerve to talk about the next. Only losers put their hopes in some made-up second chance at life or next-time revenge. I usually got back at those who hurt me right away. And, after all these years, I wondered whether David had never noticed that the child didn't look like him or Helen at all.