The Ex-Wives Club (Alibis Collection, #2)

by Sally Hepworth

You’d think he could at least pretend to like his children, the look said.

MJ had expected champagne. Drinks on the house. A round of applause for her daughter who’d just got into one of the top universities in the world.

Instead, she leaned forward and took Rosie’s green smoothie out of her hand. Before her father could summon her a third time, she threw it in his face.

it always felt unfair to her when the vitriol of a scorned woman was directed at the other woman rather than at the 69philandering husband.