Right after our divorce, my ex demanded my black card for his mistress—but when I blocked it, his family’s pride shattered in front of everyone

smugly.

The thought of the platinum card in his wallet made him feel like a king. He reassured Julia.

“Juli, don’t worry, lie down. I’ll take care of everything. The best maternity package, the presidential suite, you’ll have the very best.”

And filled with pride, he walked to the reception desk with Teresa. In his mind, he already pictured scenes of continue reading …