A ceo mocks his ex wife for walking a rural road with twin babies, but one look from her reveals a betrayal that had been hiding in his home for a year

I drove away.

But not home.

For the next two hours, I sat alone outside a diner, staring through the windshield.

The twins haunted me.

Their faces.

Their age.

Their hair.

The timing.

Every calculation led to the same impossible question.

Could they be mine?

By evening, I found myself parked outside the office of the private investigator I had hired during my continue reading …