Catch Me If You Can, Hubby! I Faked an Affair to Escape You

Three years of marriage, and Asher Sterling has never touched me.

I put on a sheer lace nightgown, faked a collarbone full of hickeys, and sent him a sleepy selfie from a "third-person" angle.

"Man, she smells amazing."

"Hurry up and divorce her so I can have her."

I figured Asher would be disgusted and furious when he got this anonymous text. He would toss me out like trash.

After all, I was just my sister’s substitute.

I thought this would finally be the end of our marriage.

But I never expected that right after receiving the text, he would fly back across the country overnight.

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