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”

“More than I know how to explain.”

Noah whispered,

“Are you going to make Mom cry?”

Blake looked at me.

Then back at Noah.

“I hope not.”

“That’s not a no,” Oliver said.

Despite everything, I nearly smiled.

Blake did too, faintly.

“You’re right,” he said. “No. I won’t make your mom cry on purpose.”

Ethan crossed his arms.

“What did you bring?”

“Books,” Blake said continue reading …