Chapter 1 — The Woman In His Bed
"She's pregnant."
Those two words destroyed my entire world.
I stared at my husband.
Daniel.
The man who promised me I was the only woman he would ever love.
The man who held my hand when I was sick.
The man who whispered:
"You're my everything."
Now he couldn't even look at me.
"I'm sorry, Claire."
Sorry.
Such a small word.
For such a huge betrayal.
The woman sitting beside him touched her stomach.
"I'm keeping the baby."
My hands trembled.
Not because I was angry.
Because I finally understood.
I was the only person still fighting for this marriage.
"Are you leaving me?"
I asked.
Daniel looked away.
"I don't know."
I smiled.
"You don't know?"
I nodded slowly.
"Then I'll make the decision for you."
I removed my wedding ring.
Placed it on the table.
"You can have her."
His eyes widened.
"Claire..."
"No."
I interrupted.
"You already chose."
Everyone expected me to fall apart.
They expected me to disappear.
Instead...
I changed.
New company.
New identity.
New life.
Six months later.
Daniel saw me at a business event.
The woman standing beside me was his biggest competitor.
He walked toward me.
"Claire..."
I smiled.
"Mr. Anderson."
He froze.
Because I was no longer calling him by his name.
I was treating him like a stranger.
"You look different."
I looked at him.
"I was always like this."
"You just never cared enough to notice."
Then his assistant rushed over.
"Sir."
"The DNA results are here."
Daniel froze.
"What results?"
The assistant looked at me.
Then him.
"The child..."
"Is not yours."