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

because of your incompetence.”

I stared at my plate, my knuckles white as I gripped my fork. “We have discussed this, Franco. The doctors said stress could be a factor—”

“Stress!” Doña Matilda cackled from the head of the table. She looked like a vulture draped in silk, her rings catching the light every time she gestured, which was constantly. “In my continue reading …