“Dad… my sister won’t wake up,” my son whispered, trembling. I rushed my starving kids to the hospital, terrified. But as the nurse checked our insurance, she stared at me in shock and said, “Your wife isn’t on a work trip. Her card was just used to pay for the delivery of her new baby with…”

to the quiet end of the corridor and pulled out my phone. I dialed Avery Kline, my ruthless, brilliant family attorney.

“Avery. I need an emergency ex parte order for full custody,” I said the second she answered.

“Rowan? Slow down. What’s going on?”

“Delaney left the kids alone for days to go partying. She got in a wreck and ended up in a coma. Elsie continue reading …