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”

knew.

I answered without speaking.

For three seconds, there was only breathing.

Then Blake’s voice came through, stripped of every trace of the arrogance he’d shown on the plane.

“Emma.”

“What do you want?”

“I need to see them.”

“No.”

The silence that followed sharpened.

“They’re my children.”

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