I had just been discharged from the hospital after giving birth when my husband forced me to take the bus home, while he secretly drove the Maybach and treated his entire family to hotpot. Two hours later, he was bankrupt—and the truth about who I really was left his whole family terrified.

I had just been released from the hospital after giving birth. My body ached, my legs barely held me, and my newborn daughter slept against my chest. A nurse eased me into a wheelchair and asked kindly, “Is your husband coming to pick you up?”

I scanned the entrance. Daniel was nowhere in sight.

Ten minutes later, my phone rang.

“Emily, take the bus home,” Daniel said impatiently. “I’m busy.”

I felt my chest tighten. “Daniel, I just gave birth. I can hardly stand.”

He exhaled sharply, annoyed. “Stop exaggerating. The bus stop is right outside the hospital. I’m having the driver take my parents and my sister out for hotpot. They’re hungry.”