My Husband Stole My Embryo for His Mistress, So I Took Everything

On Thanksgiving Day, I went to the clinic for my tenth round of IVF.

The nurse looked up at me, confused. "Mrs. Vance, didn't you authorize your family to take the embryo this morning?"

She pulled up the security footage.

On the screen were my husband, Sean, my mother, and a young girl I didn't recognize.

I drove home and pushed the front door open.

They were all sitting around the dining table, laughing and chatting over dinner.

The moment they saw me, the laughter died. Everyone froze.

"Audrey? What are you doing back so early?"