He Stole My Baby and Gave Her to His MistressChapter 1
On the third anniversary of my baby's death, David Delgado said he'd go with me to visit the grave.
I felt bad about how many back-to-back shifts he'd been pulling, so I offered to pick him up myself.
When I opened the GPS, my breath caught.
There were two home addresses pinned to the top.
One was our place: Unit 9, Nebula Heights.
The other was Number 7, Emerald Bay Villa.
It had been pinned there for three years.
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My phone buzzed. A message from him: "Meeting ran long. Next year, okay?"
Outside the window, his familiar Maybach flew past.
By the time I came back to my senses, I was already parked at the entrance to the villa district.
Emerald Bay was the most exclusive neighborhood in the city. As far as I knew, David didn't own any property here.
"You're looking for Mr. Delgado? And you say you're his wife?" The security guard let out a short laugh. "Give me a break. Everyone here knows Mr. Delgado and his wife. They've been living here five, six years now. Young lady, you really ought to find something better to do with your time."