After 10 Years as His Secret Wife, I Married His Enemy

Ten years of marriage, and Joel Gilbert still hadn't taken me home for New Year's Eve dinner.

I didn't dress up like I had in previous years, begging him to bring me along, pleading for just one glimpse of my son.

Instead, I straightened his collar with practiced care and stepped back like a good wife.

Joel ruffled my hair, his voice soft with reassurance.

"You've been so well-behaved lately. As a reward, I'll bring our son to see you."

Our baby had barely been weaned when Joel sent him to the Gilbert Mansion to win over Old Mrs. Abbott.