Exposing My Fake Husband From Billionaire Heir to Nothing

The internet was flooded with doomsday rumors. My husband, Marcus, a hardcore prepper enthusiast, immediately started panic-buying emergency supplies.

At three in the morning, Marcus came back with a truckload of emergency drinking water he had bought from the next city. The moment his head hit the pillow, he fell into a deep sleep.

In the quiet room, I heard him mumble in his sleep.

"Babe, I upgraded our son's bug-out bag. Make sure you pack the emergency rations and the GPS beacon."

A chill ran down my spine.

Marcus and I had been on birth control for three years. What son?