Divorced The Doctor, Married The Mafia Don

I was reviewing the laundering accounts when my husband asked for a hundred thousand dollars for the nanny.

It took three seconds for me to realize the woman he was trying to pay off was wearing my missing vintage Chanel earrings.

Damian looked me in the eye, using his best doctor's voice.

"She is struggling, Ainsley. She has five boys to feed."

When Casey walked in, she wasn't wearing a uniform. She was wearing my jewelry and looking at my husband with intimate familiarity.