The Billionaire Ex-Wife He Picked the Maid, I Picked His ReplacementChapter 1
My live-in husband had low sperm motility. The day our ninety-ninth round of IVF failed, I finally broke.
"Forget it. It hurts too much. I can't do this anymore."
Before he could respond, the nanny attending to me let out a piercing shriek. "Mr. Sanchez is the sole heir to Henson Sterling Group! How can he not have a son?"
"The Sanchez family was unlucky enough to marry a barren hen like you. Now you can't even endure a little pain? How shameless can you be?"
She stood there, righteous as a saint, as if I were some unforgivable sinner.
But Brendan Sanchez was the one with the fertility problem.
I barely managed a bitter twitch of my lips before Brendan quietly stepped in front of the nanny, shielding her behind him.
"Debbie, Cindy just cares too much about me. She speaks without thinking. Don't hold it against her."
Then his large, well-defined hand patted my shoulder in consolation, a flash of tenderness crossing his eyes. "Does it hurt that bad? Let me go out and get you something to help you recover."
"Mr. Sanchez!" Cindy Pruitt stomped her foot, her face twisted with exaggerated heartache. "You're too good for her! Does she even know how badly you want a child? She's the one who can't get pregnant, and now she can't even handle a little suffering!"
Cindy scoffed. "If I were her, I'd have died of shame. Married all these years and she still hasn't given you a single child. She's useless!"
The dark amusement in my eyes vanished in an instant. "Cindy Pruitt, is it? I'm officially informing you that you're fired."
"You think you have that power?" Cindy didn't flinch. She planted her hands on her hips and looked down at me. "Mr. Sanchez hired me. Fire me? You don't have the authority."
"Enough." Before I could speak, Brendan cut in with a low, sharp reprimand. "Cindy, go pick up some supplements for Debbie. You're not needed here right now."
The next second, Cindy shot me one last provocative glance and sauntered out the door without a care in the world.
The room fell deathly quiet.
"Brendan Sanchez, explain something to me. Since when did you become the heir to Henson Sterling Group?"
...
Brendan's flawless face was etched with helplessness.
"Debbie, Cindy just misunderstood on her own..."