Tricking My Husband Into Divorce

Summary

On our first wedding anniversary, Alex released the collection I had spent three grueling months designing - under Daphne’s name.

The applause in the grand ballroom was deafening, a physical wave of sound that made the champagne in my glass tremble. On stage, Alex held her hand as they bowed, their smiles perfectly synchronized, dazzling. They looked like a pair of porcelain lovers atop a wedding cake.

And there I stood, buried in the middle of the crowd, wearing the simple gold wedding band he’d slipped onto my finger a year ago.