I Won’t Love You Again

Everyone thinks James Harrington is a hero for staying with the wife who lost her legs to save his life. They see the elite businessman’s public devotion; they don’t see the mistress he moved into our home under the guise of a "caregiver," the bruises he leaves behind, or the way he mocks the very sacrifice that kept him alive. They think I’m just a broken ornament, a tragedy in a wheelchair waiting for his scraps of affection. What James doesn't know is that while he was busy gaslighting me and flaunting his betrayal, I was recording every secret, every bribe, and every lie. He thinks he’s trapped me in this mansion, but he’s actually locked himself in with the woman who is about to take sixty percent of his empire—and I’m a lot closer to standing on my own two feet than he ever imagined.