He Brought His Mistress Home—So I Threw The Party He Didn’t Expect

me with the expression of someone who understood labor when he saw it. “It’s impeccable.”

“Thank you, Eduardo. Remember that later.”

He raised an eyebrow but moved on.

Doña Matilda was in her element. She held court near the chocolate fountain, wearing a dress that was too red and too loud, jewelry stacked on every available surface of her body like she continue reading …