I Divorced the Billionaire for a Rake

Summary

My husband Alexander Lockridge—the city’s top financier—was drugged and slept with a college student.

When he sobered, he called me, panicked: "Ali, I was set up. I paid her off—she’ll never contact us again."

I believed him.

Six months later, an earthquake hit during his business trip. At the hospital, I found him outside a patient’s room.

The doctor said Sophia Bennett was three months pregnant. She’d dug through rubble with bloodied hands to save Alex.

Alex gripped my hand, pleading: "Her family died three months ago. She came to me for help. I was drunk—I never thought…"