MY BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND SAT NEXT TO ME ON A FLIGHT JUST TO MOCK ME—THEN THREE LITTLE BOYS RAN FROM A BENTLEY CALLING ME “MOM”

had been, “You’ll regret losing me.”

They only knew he was staring at them as though they were ghosts.
Blake swallowed. “Why didn’t you tell me?” A short laugh escaped me, completely devoid of humor.

“You really want to ask me that here?”

“Yes,” he said, his voice growing sharper. “I do.”

“Mom?” Noah whispered.

I crouched down and smoothed his hair away continue reading …