My Daughter's Life and Mine Were His 10,000-Dollar Bet

Five years into our relationship, I learned that half my life was worth only a ten-thousand-dollar bet. In the delivery room, I was enduring the excruciating pain of dilation. Derek, who was supposed to be accompanying me, was called away by a phone call. In my haze, I heard his friends laughing in the hallway. "I told you—as long as Chloe's dog was about to give birth, Derek would absolutely ditch his wife in the delivery room!" "I won the bet! Ten thousand—transfer it now!"