Presumed Dead & Legally Broke

Summary

When my husband supposedly drove off a cliff and died, I didn't shed a tear.

I went straight to the county records office and had him officially marked deceased.

My best friend asked, "Shouldn't you wait?"

I gave a thin smile.

"For what? For his first love to collect my insurance money?"

Seven days later, I intercepted the $1.2 million payout. Then my best friend and I headed south in the middle of the night.

A year later, my supposedly dead husband stood in front of me.

I only smiled.