My 31-year-old millionaire husband secretly added something to my evening drink – and then the doctor revealed why he married me.
When I first noticed that my husband was adding something unknown to my evening drink, I convinced myself that there must be a perfectly reasonable explanation for it.
The second time I started to question everything I thought I knew about our marriage.
But when I heard him whisper, “We’re running out of time. He can't find out what happened to the others," I understood that the man I trusted the most concealed a secret that I never had to know.
My name is Margaret Bennett. I'm sixty-four, I'm a retired elementary school teacher, and six months ago I married a thirty-one-year-old millionaire, Daniel.
Almost everyone doubted our relationship.
My little sister, Helen, was particularly concerned.
Margaret, he is thirty-one years old, rich and successful. Why would he want to marry someone twice his age?
