One Month After I Gave Birth to Our Son, I Learned My Husband Had Secretly Bought a Lavish Mansion for His Personal Assistant and Her Six-Year-Old Daughter. I Didn’t Yell, Cry, or Sit Around Waiting for Him to Come Home.

“We’re managing, Mom,” I said, taking my baby into my arms and kissing his warm forehead.

“Rachel and Sadie are going to stay in our guest suite tonight.”

Brenda gave Rachel a sympathetic nod and gently took Sadie’s small hand.

“Come along, sweetie.

Let’s go see if Mrs.

Joanne has any chocolate chip cookies left in the kitchen.”

Once the hallway cleared, Russell followed me upstairs into the nursery and watched silently as I lowered our baby into his wooden crib.

“Paige, I know you are furious with me, and you have every right to be,” Russell whispered, stepping up behind me.