Five minutes after my divorce, I left the country with my two kids—while my ex-husband’s family went to his mistress’s ultrasound appointment, where the doctor’s words changed everything.

”

“No.”

I met her eyes.

“Forever.”

The room fell into silence.

Ethan’s expression shifted.

“What are you talking about?”

“Exactly what I said.”

“With what money?” Lauren sneered.

“You don’t even have a job.”

I smiled.

For the first time that morning.

“Money is no longer your concern.”

At that exact moment, a black Mercedes stopped outside the mediation center.

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