He Took Our Kids To Tuscany To Marry His Assistant—Then Came Home To Find His Life Gone

got complicated,” Frank stammered.

“What filings?” I asked innocently. “The divorce filings I never approved? Or maybe you mean the marriage license that doesn’t exist because you’re already married to me?”

Frank had assumed I’d just quietly disappear and let him live his best life. Men like Frank always assume women like me will just roll over and play continue reading …