He Chose His Mistress Over Me,Until She Murdered His Mother

I was vacationing with my mom in the Maldives when a photo arrived from my husband Clay Farley's intern—a woman splayed open on an operating table, her chest cavity cracked wide, organs exposed.

It came with a voice message, dripping with venom:

"Dorothy Simmons, your trashy little relative sure thinks she's something special. Is everyone from your backwater town this shameless about mooching off others?"

"Dr. Farley just got promoted to attending physician, and you send your freeloader of a mother to leech off his hospital? As Dr.