I Was Seven Months Pregnant When My Husband’s Mistress Smashed My Car, Destroyed My Baby Seat, And Branded Me The Homewrecker

tea and legal pads and a table full of women who were police wives, attorneys, and the human version of sharpened steel, the story became uglier.

Brittany wasn’t just Derek’s mistress.
She was the daughter of Derek’s business partner.

My house—my grandmother’s house, left to me before I married Derek—was worth three million dollars.

And suddenly the affair continue reading …