Divorcing The Billionaire: My Son Comes First

ed deep in his bronchus, causing severe airway obstruction. We need your

hospital broke through the noise on the phone, r

that disrupted her peaceful night. Leo, who is five years old, accidentally swallowed a bead while p

d ran cold i

bed her coat in a rush, and drove strai

rning into her vision. Her hands trembled uncontrollably as she picked up the pen, scrawling her signature in jagged, shaking

the nursery while she was at work. He had accidentally inhaled one mid-play, the hard marble wedgin

d lips and frantic clutching at his throat,

fear. She had been working overtime, unaware

d her husband Kurtis Jenkins's phone. At this moment, she desperat

the line finally connected. Blaring music and raucous laughter flooded the back

a keynote speech. What's so urgent?" Kurtis's voice was sha

sed sobs. "He's in emergency surgery. He swallowed a marble, it's stuck in

Kids put random things in their mouths all the time. It's just a trivial accident. You're a d

went dead

eep, soul-crushing chill spread from her chest to every limb, freezing her blood solid. While she

age from a close friend, carrying an Instagram

ty was decked out with pink balloons and cascading fresh flowers. Front and

edia influencer Genesis Greene. Clapping excitedly beside them, g

ly for Genesis, oblivious to his son's life-or-death surgery. "To

her lip beauty mark glowing under the party lights. Mia's clear, childish v

tears. The phone slipped from her numb fingers, clattering hard on the co

mistress, and her own daughter. It was a grotesque, hellish contrast to her so

thday party. While their five-year-old son lay dying on an operating table, his father was celebrating another woman's

o her family had amounted to nothing but brutal, public

s smiling face was split into dozens of ugly, alien fragme

ing as broken glass. The operating room's red light still blazed above her, but she knew the truth. Her love, he