Two hours after my ex-husband remarried, he walked into my hospital room to force me to sign an NDA—until something happened that left both him and his bride completely shaken.

love.

He didn’t say he had been sleeping with Celeste, the daughter of the investor saving his failing luxury hotel project.

He didn’t say he had already promised her father a clean, scandal-free merger.

He simply placed a folder on the marble island and said, “This will be easier if you don’t fight.”

I was eight weeks pregnant.

Dominic didn’t know.

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