Her husband cast her out for being “barren”—six years later, he came face to face with the son his own family had secretly hidden from him

it.

Grace blinked.

Alexander had never said no to her like that. Not when she rejected Isabella. Not when she brought Tessa into the house. Not when she told him legacy mattered more than love. He had been raised to confuse obedience with loyalty, and cowardice with family duty.

Now the bill had arrived.

“Did you know she was pregnant?” he asked.

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