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My husband’s mistress rang the doorbell, handed me her coat, and said: “Tell Stephen I’m here.” She thought I was the maid. In my own house. She didn’t know I had been his wife for 12 years, nor that I was the owner of the company where her father worked. Twenty minutes later, Stephen walked in. By nightfall, he was packing his bags. And three weeks later, I made a call that would cost him everything…

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in my company to your girlfriend?”

Stephen looked down at the floor and said nothing.

Amber cried harder and called him pathetic.

Finally I told Amber she needed to leave my house immediately.

She picked up her handbag and coat and walked toward the door while I followed.

Before leaving she turned and said quietly, “I am sorry, I did not know you were real.continue reading …

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