My Husband Told Me To Take The Bus After Birth, Then His Whole Empire Vanished Before Dessert

Martin called again at 7:44 p.m.

“I’m at the office,” he said. “We have the injunction request ready. Your father’s office confirmed they’ll cooperate. Security teams are standing by. Are you sure you want everything activated tonight?”

I shifted Ethan gently to my shoulder and rubbed his back. He made a soft, sleepy sound.

Across the room, the hospital continue reading …