Divorce: My Husband's Second Family

“Let me in to him!” “Ma’am, I’m sorry, you can’t go there. Only relatives are allowed into intensive care.”
“I'm his son’s mother! Let me in…”
“His son’s mother? Then who am I?” I pressed my hand to my stomach, where a new life was already beginning.
What is this woman saying—so fiercely pushing toward my husband?
“I lived in his shadow for a long time,” she insisted.
“But I have to think about the child! If Orlov dies, I have to get the inheritance!”
“Come here, Vanya. Look—I've got a son from your husband!” She proudly introduced the boy she cradled—five years old—who was frightened and pressed against her leg.
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Her husband had an accident, and his life hangs by a thread. But if he survives, he’ll have to explain why he hid a second family from me… And if this woman truly gave him a son, he’ll never know that I’m carrying his child…