She Filed for Divorce,Then He Discovered She Owned Everything

I'd spent all morning waiting in line for a VIP room at the private obstetrics hospital. Now the person lying in my bed was Alma Harding, my husband's neighbor, nursing a sprained ankle.

William Stephens stood and tucked the blanket around Alma himself, then turned to me with a frown. "Alma's ankle is too swollen for her to sit up. What's the big deal if she borrows your bed for a bit? She got hurt saving my life years ago. Taking care of her is the least I can do. You're just here for a routine checkup. Go sit on one of the benches in the hallway and stop making a scene."