Five Minutes After Our Divorce, I Took My Kids and Left for London—While My Ex’s Entire Family Celebrated His Pregnant Mistress Until One Ultrasound Sentence Destroyed Everything…

word again.”

He exhaled sharply and looked toward the trees. “Everything is collapsing.”

I said nothing.

“My mother won’t stop crying. Megan barely speaks to me unless it’s about legal documents. Allison…” He stopped there, jaw tightening. “Allison’s gone.”

“Do you know whose baby it was?”

He let out a humorless laugh. “She says she’s not sure.”

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