My Husband Married Another Woman, Then Returned Demanding the House I Paid For

“I know,” I replied. “But you loved comfort more.”

One year later, I hosted dinner in my house for six women.

Daniela came.

Patricia came too, nervous but welcomed.

Fernanda arrived last, carrying flowers and wearing jeans instead of white.

We never became best friends.

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