Outlive Him

Synopsis

I woke up as the doormat side character in a misery porn drama. Lucas Grant. My husband in name only. The day I swallowed those sleeping pills, he was busy picking out a second wedding home with his first love. His voice over the phone was ice cold. "Sophia, stop with the drama. You begged me to marry you. Now you're throwing a fit over nothing? Who are you trying to scare?" His first love chimed in softly in the background, "Lucas, don't be like that. She's just loves you too much. I know we're soulmates, but she's been with you for five years. If you can't let go... I can step aside." His mother, the one who'd never let me forget I hadn't given her a grandson, chimed in from the kitchen. "Step aside for what? This is our chance! Kick her to the curb. The house goes in Isabella's name, no arguments." I didn't leave. Because Lucas Grant? He was about to die.