My Husband Left Me for His Boss While I Was Pregnant—Then She Offered Me a House in Exchange for One of My Babies
At seven months pregnant with twins, my husband’s boss sent me a photo of Eric in her bed. Hours later, they delivered the ultimate betrayal—he was leaving me for her, and she wanted one of my babies in exchange for housing. Little did they know what I had planned.
Folding tiny onesies, I opened Veronica’s text: a shirtless Eric smirking in her bed. “He’s mine.”
Babies kicking, I called Eric—voicemail. That evening, they burst in. “I’m in love with Veronica,” he shrugged. “I’m leaving.”
“I’m evicting you,” she added. “But I’ll buy you a house—if you give me one twin. I’ll raise it right; you can’t handle two.”
Blood cold, I faked defeat: “Okay, but I pick which. And buy, don’t rent—for security.”
They agreed, smug. She purchased a three-bedroom house; I ensured my name was sole on the deed—they didn’t notice.
Months later, I labored alone. Twins Lily and Emma arrived—perfect girls.
Home on day two, I called: “Ready.” They arrived eager. “Which is mine?” Veronica cooed.
“Neither,” I said, standing firm. “The house is mine alone. And I posted everything online—your texts, photo, baby deal. Tagged your company, investors, charities.”
She lunged for my phone, scrolling in horror. “You ruined us!”
Eric groaned; she screamed.
He was fired for “family values” violation. She was ousted, blackballed, front-page scandal.
I rocked my girls in our home, victorious. Revenge? No—I won.
