The Man She Married After Me

Summary

The day they found out I wasn’t the real heir, my wife filed for divorce.

The real heir became her second husband.

Five years later, I saw them again. They were having dinner with my child at the bistro where I worked. As they were leaving, Eleanor slipped a card across the table to me.

“Frank,” she said, her voice low, “stop working here. You’re embarrassing our daughter.”

The little girl beside her piped up. “And don’t go around telling people you’re my dad.”

I gave them my best waiter’s smile. “Ma’am, if you’re ready to pay, you can do so at the counter.”