He leet me for a bet,Now I'm pregnant
He left me at our engagement party over a stupid bet his "best friend" made. Three years later, Damian Whitmore—heir to a fortune—rolls up with nine limousines and a pink diamond, convinced I've been pining. He's wrong. I'm five months pregnant, remarried to a man who actually loves me, and the last thing I want is his apology. But when his little friend tries to shove me down and cost me my baby, my husband makes sure they both pay. Karma's a bitch, and I'm done waiting.
