Bisson Sammi Orzechowski

My husband, Liam, wanted to give his illegitimate son my family's century-old apple orchard. In the fifth year of our marriage, he brought the three-year-old boy straight into our home. "He's the orphan of a business partner. From now on, he's our son," he lied without blinking. I stared at the boy’s face, a perfect miniature of his father's. "Which partner? The one in Portland three years ago? The one who had you renting an apartment instead of staying at the hotel?" His composure shattered. With the lie dead on arrival, he laid his cards on the table. "The boy's mother is moving in, too. You can't have children, Elara. Are you going to stop me from finding someone who can?" "Besides," he added, "your position as mistress of Dawnlight Estate is rock-solid." I almost laughed. Rock-solid? I would show him exactly how his cider company had been started with my trust fund and built on my family's land. "Liam, get ready for a divorce." "I'll make s......

I was in a coma for three years. When I woke up, everyone said I’d changed. I was cold as ice to Nolan, the husband I had once loved to the bone. If he didn’t come home, I didn’t ask. When his lover, Sloane, walked into my house like she owned the place, I didn’t even look at her. My best friend, Maya, was beside herself. “Evelyn, what is wrong with you? Nolan is going to let his mistress carry your frozen embryos!” “He’s hosting a charity gala tonight just to announce it to the world!” “He’s going to take your money, your child—everything!” I studied my reflection in the mirror, calmly fastening a pair of diamond earrings. “I know.” “Let’s go see for ourselves.” At the gala, Nolan stood with his arm wrapped around Sloane. Pinned to her dress was my mother’s sapphire brooch. They looked like a happy couple, accepting congratulations from all sides. The moment Nolan saw me, his expression shifted. He rushed over to block my path. “Wh......

I was in a coma for three years. When I woke up, everyone said I’d changed. I was cold as ice to Nolan, the husband I had once loved to the bone. If he didn’t come home, I didn’t ask. When his lover, Sloane, walked into my house like she owned the place, I didn’t even look at her. My best friend, Maya, was beside herself. “Evelyn, what is wrong with you? Nolan is going to let his mistress carry your frozen embryos!” “He’s hosting a charity gala tonight just to announce it to the world!” “He’s going to take your money, your child—everything!” I studied my reflection in the mirror, calmly fastening a pair of diamond earrings. “I know.” “Let’s go see for ourselves.” At the gala, Nolan stood with his arm wrapped around Sloane. Pinned to her dress was my mother’s sapphire brooch. They looked like a happy couple, accepting congratulations from all sides. The moment Nolan saw me, his expression shifted. He rushed over to block my path. “Wh......