28 août 2026

Five minutes after signing the divorce papers, my ex hurried off to celebrate his mistress’s baby at an elite clinic…

“Yes, sweetheart.”

Outside the building, a black SUV waited at the curb. The driver stepped out immediately.

“Mrs. Bennett, Attorney Dawson asked me to take you straight to the airport.”

Adrian rushed out behind me.

“Dawson? Who the hell is Dawson?”

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