The Hidden Mrs. Voss: Revenge on My Ex‐Fiancé

On the day of our engagement party, Ethan had me barred from entering the hotel—and walked his childhood sweetheart Vera up to the head table, hand in hand. He looked at me with utter indifference. "Vera's carrying my child. I can't let the child be born out of wedlock. Once the baby's born, I'll leave her and make it up to you—with a wedding grand enough to turn heads." Everyone assumed I’d obediently keep waiting for him.