Five minutes after the ink dried on my divorce papers, Adrian Castillo was already racing toward a private clinic to celebrate his mistress’s pregnancy, leaving me with nothing but the children he deemed dead weight
The room went deathly silent. Chloe’s smile faltered, her hand instinctively drifting to her stomach. Adrian’s brow furrowed, his confusion quickly turning into a cold, sharp irritation. ‘What are you talking about, Reynolds? Just tell me if it’s a boy.’
The doctor sighed, a sound of heavy, professional resignation.continue reading …
