My Husband Thinks He's Dying

Summary

Three years into our arranged marriage, my aloof, CEO husband started acting strange.

He became even colder.

He refused my advances.

And his lawyer was frequenting his home office.

I thought I understood: Carter had finally reconnected with his "White Moonlight"—his high school crush—and was preparing to divorce me.

Being the sensible wife, I drafted the divorce papers myself.

The next day, just as I was about to board a plane for my "Eat, Pray, Love" world tour, I received a video.