My Husband Wants a Fake Divorce with Me Chapter 1

My husband wanted a divorce because his mistress was pregnant.

I looked at the liver cancer diagnosis in my hand and the positive pregnancy test, then let out a sigh of relief.

The liver cancer was Marcus's.

The baby was Marcus's best friend's.

To keep me from getting suspicious, Marcus had put the house and all our savings in my name.

I looked at him with feigned sympathy.

"Marcus, aren't you worried I'll actually divorce you?"

He smiled gently.

"Then I'll just have to accept it."

I shook my head. Poor guy.

I turned around and married his best friend instead.

Marcus couldn't believe it.

"Ava, don't you love me anymore?"

I clutched my wallet.

"Don't be ridiculous! I'm not your wife anymore. I don't owe you anything!"

My husband, Marcus Reed, was gentle, attentive, and incredibly good to me.

But that didn't stop him from cheating with Chelsea Lane, his junior from college.

When I first found out, I felt like my world was falling apart.

But Marcus worked in investment banking, pulling in a hefty annual salary. He earned so much, I just couldn't bear to give him up.

Plus, he had a best friend, Julian Price, a rich second-gen who was handsome and polite. I really liked him.

Before, I'd felt bound by my marriage vows, only allowing myself to fantasize.

But after finding out Marcus was cheating, those moral restraints just vanished.