The Prenup Contract

Summary

When Alistair strolled in, flaunting his pregnant young model and demanding I vacate the master bedroom for her to nest, I didn't throw things or stage a hunger strike like I had before. Instead, I graciously gave up the room, even personally cooking up bird's nest soup for the girl.

From then on, I became the laughingstock of the city’s elite. All those aspiring social climbers saw me as an easy target, believing that a pregnancy was all it took to walk all over me. Alistair’s cronies even joked about me, calling me a pathetic relic, unable to leave the golden cage of the Parisot family.