Broken Vows: A Billionaire's Secret

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roaching my mother in the living

my life. For one, I was married to the son of the CEO of Vilton

but Mrs. Sabrina Fynn Delson. What a w

have a child-something that hadn't been going

ligiously followed every piece of medical advice my doct

be extra careful, especially since the scan had shown it was a boy.

opeful this pregnancy would sur

us or tiring. I'd been feeling bored and lonely

soon as she looked up from her phone and saw me walking ov

nything else in the world. It's the only way to cement

u again?" Her brows furrowed s

tience to have a grandson who'd be

It makes me wonder if he's the one planning t

of Chardonnay for her, and a mango-banana smoothie for me. "Fynn is a

Fynn bought me a diamond neckl

is it?" Her eyes eagerly searc

Dad." I rose to greet my stepdad,

gentle hug, careful not to press against my fi

mewhere?" I asked, eyein

r some fresh air,

he left our presence with just t

ression. "Are you

judging by her expression,

you s

notification on her phone. Within seconds,

ed into a grin, completely forgetting my prese

urned off her

hy were you smiling so wide?"

were you saying?" She set her pho

of time trying to draw out answers from her, so I

ince it's not with me, we can talk about

popped up. A quick flash of excitement crossed her face, but it v

u this happy for...well, a while now." I'd no

and that happy gleam in her eyes as she received messages from someone

asked instead, doing her best to ste

" I whipped out my phone from m

tomorrow. I'll be goin

Mom. Who e

settle

nts just then. We drank and at

rom or seen Zyliah in six years," Mom said,

That's all that matters. Dad's properties will be passed down to you and me. But I doubt Z

r. You know her presence will ruin things for

ially now that what, Mom

, darling. Focus on your baby and carrying him to

w everything. "My baby is fine, Mom. Just tell me. I'm not letting this go, so you

s her up out of nowhere like she's still around, and when he thin

of Mom's mouth like poison s

led myself to stay calm. "He's what? Why now? Mom, we can't a

emains out of the picture, we're fin

ht, Mom. I mean, what are the chances she'll show up after six years? She might not even be alive-or worse, she could

, good for us." She

agreed, feeling