I wanted a baby to give me a reason to wake up.”

I threw my head back and laughed, the sound sharp and ragged and empty. “You were lonely, so you slept with my husband. You needed a reason to get up in the morning, so you conspired with my whole in-law family to make a fool of me.

Spare me the martyrdom, Khloe.”

Michael flushed. “Don’t you dare talk to her like that. She’s a victim of a terrible tragedy. Tom died so I could live. I couldn’t just leave her to rot.”

“So instead of leaving her to rot, you got her pregnant?” The words hit him like a whip.

Diane stepped in front of her golden boy. “Stop this hysterical overreaction. Men have weak moments, and a wise wife learns to forgive. Besides, we’ve already worked it out.