Delivering My Husband’s Mistress’s Baby

Summary

It was New Year’s Eve, the day Noah and I were finally ending our seven-year long-distance relationship and announcing our engagement. But an emergency miscarriage case pulled me into the OR. The patient, Sarah, was hemorrhaging heavily, and tests showed she had Stage Three Syphilis and severe HIV.

The medical team looked grim.

On the table, Sarah begged, “Please save my baby.”

I shook my head. “You should know how your health affects your child.”

She avoided my gaze. “But my husband wants a child. He’s the CEO of Sterling Holdings—we’ll pay anything.”