Too Late For His Empty Regret

My husband Ethan was my childhood hero, the perfect man who promised me forever. After our son was born, he seemed like the perfect father, too.

Then an anonymous message popped up on my phone: Ethan Blake is cheating. I have proof.

But the man I found wasn't just a cheater. He was a monster who mocked my postpartum body with his mistress.

"All that trauma from childbirth... It's too much," he'd said, disgusted.

He publicly humiliated me, caused an accident that left me crippled, and then bankrupted my family's company, putting my father in the ICU.