He Poisoned My Womb, So I Stole His Empire

After the ninth time I brought up making our marriage official at City Hall, Derek finally agreed.

"You know I've always been skeptical about marriage. Do you really need a piece of paper to feel secure?"

"Haven't I treated you well all these years?"

Well? He was beyond great. Gentle, caring, wealthy, and he never once complained about the fact that I couldn't have children.

Everyone envied me for having such a devoted partner.

Other than a wedding ring and a marriage license, Derek seemed ready to give me the world.