She Had His Sons, I Had His Fortune

Synopsis

In the tenth year of my marriage to Patrick Winslow, his mistress showed up at my birthday celebration, one hand on her belly as if she were carrying some kind of royal heir. "Come on, Aria," she said, all smug. "You've been part of the Winslow family for ten years and never had a child. But this baby of mine, yeah, the doctor checked, turns out I'm carrying six boys in one go." "Don't you think it's about time you gave up the position of Mrs. Winslow?" I turned to Patrick, the man who once treated me like I was the rarest treasure he'd ever found. Now he just frowned, cold as ice, and said, "Violet's baby is my legitimate son. He can't come into this world already ranked beneath others." "You've always been gracious and considerate. For the sake of the Winslow bloodline, I'm sure you won't cling to the title of the main wife. Go ahead and step aside for Violet." I was so furious I actually laughed. "Fine. If that's what you want—sure." I'd been waiting for this moment for a very, very long time.