Scumbag Kneels, I Marry a Tycoon

On our wedding anniversary, my husband threw my daughter and me out of the house. I was clutching the debit card where my paycheck went, but I still couldn’t afford my daughter’s hospital bill. And the man who did this was my husband—the same husband diagnosed with low sperm count. Just when I had nowhere left to turn, a man appeared who looked shockingly like my daughter. He actually suspected my daughter was his!