I was eight months pregnant with our precious child when my husband brought his 22-year-old mistress to the baby shower. When I asked them to leave, he punched me in the stomach, sending me tumbling into the gift table. “She’s pregnant with the real heir, you infertile piece of trash,” he sneered, while his wealthy parents applauded. I lay on the floor, clutching my aching stomach, when the door burst open and my father… – True Stories