Mafia Wife, Unfit For An Heir

The day my husband, a Mafia Underboss, told me l was genetically unfit to carry his heir, he brought home my replacement a surrogate with my eyes and a working womb.
He called her a "vessel" but paraded her as his mistress, abandoning me while l bled on the floor at a party to protect her and planning their secret future in the villa he once promised me.
But in our world, wives don't ust wak away;they disappear and l decided to orchestrate my own yanishing act. leaving him to the ruin he so carefully built for himself