Chapter 3

Heather didn’t believe her, so she personally went with Sabrina to Cloudbrook.

The white Panamera slipped into place, occupying the same spot as yesterday.

Inside the car, Heather sat in the passenger seat and pointed at the luxury villa in front of them. “This doesn’t just look like your marital home with Luther. It’s practically an exact replica.”

The moment the words left her mouth, Heather regretted them. She quickly covered her mouth and glanced at Sabrina with caution.

Sabrina’s expression didn’t change. She only stared out the window. “The marriage law was updated yesterday. If someone knowingly lives with a married man and presents themselves as husband and wife, it can count as bigamy. I don’t just want Luther to walk away with nothing. I want to sue Mindy too. I want both of them ruined.”

“You’ve really done your homework for this divorce…” Heather muttered under her breath. But when she saw the determination in Sabrina’s eyes, her face turned troubled again. “Still, Sabrina, you’ll need solid proof that they’ve actually been living together.”

“That won’t be hard.” Sabrina’s voice was icy. “The proof is right in front of us.”

Heather still looked conflicted. “There could be some misunderstanding here. Luther may be cold, but he’s always treated you pretty well. He doesn’t seem like the type to do something like this…”

“Heather.” Sabrina turned to look at her. “Before yesterday, I thought exactly the same thing you do. I knew Luther was distant by nature, but I loved him. He was the husband I chose for myself. So during the five years after I lost my children, even when I knew he was tired of my emotions, I never blamed him.

“I kept looking for reasons in myself. I was determined to change, to pull myself out of it. But never, not once, did I imagine that right after I lost my twins, he had already gotten Mindy pregnant.”

Sabrina’s voice was calm, as if both love and hate had died yesterday.

Once her heart was dead, she became so calm she barely recognized herself.

Heather stared at her blankly. Before she could say anything else, Sabrina pointed out the window.

“Look. They’re celebrating over there. Today is that boy’s fifth birthday.”

Heather turned at once.

On the second-floor terrace, a child’s bright laughter rang out, full of pure joy, as if he had the most precious thing in the world.

Sabrina thought of her own son.

Without hesitation, she rolled down the passenger-side window, opened the video function on her phone, aimed it at the family of three on the terrace, and hit record.

At a round table covered with a French-style tablecloth, Luther sat with the little boy in his arms. The child was clutching a limited-edition Transformer toy. Mindy, dressed in an ivory dress, sat beside Luther with one hand holding up her phone.

Sunlight poured over them.

All three of them were looking at the phone in Mindy’s hand.

The boy flashed a playful peace sign. Mindy tilted her head and leaned against Luther’s shoulder. And Luther, who was usually so aloof and hated taking pictures, was actually smiling warmly at the camera.

What a beautiful, happy little family.

Sabrina stopped recording and saved the video.

As the passenger-side window slowly rolled back up, she turned to Heather with a faint, mocking curve at her lips. “Do you still think this is all a misunderstanding?”

By then, Heather was already crying. She looked at Sabrina through her tears. “How could he cheat? Sure, it started as an arranged match, but look at the wedding he gave you... the custom ring, the dress. We all thought that after years of chasing him, you’d finally found your happy ending.....”

She was right.

Even if Sabrina and Luther’s marriage had not started with some sweeping love story, they had still seemed like a good couple.

No one had ever imagined Luther would cheat.

What Sabrina could never forgive most was that the boy was already five, only four months younger than her twins would have been.

That meant Luther had cheated on her while she was pregnant.

Worse, while her children had barely even been laid to rest, he and Mindy had been celebrating the birth of their son.

Pain twisted through Sabrina’s chest. She squeezed her eyes shut and took a deep breath.

She could not afford to lose.

She owed that much to herself and to her children.

“Heather, tell me this. Are you taking the case or not?”

The moment Heather heard that, she burst into even louder sobs. “I’m sorry, Sabrina. I really do want to help you, but there’s no way I can go up against him in court!”

Sabrina’s heart sank, though she understood.

In the five years since Luther inherited the William Group, its market value had multiplied several times over. And the company’s legal team was one of the most feared in North City.

A private law practice like Heather’s would be at a disadvantage from the very start. She would have almost no chance of winning.

“It’s fine. I’ll find another way myself.” Sabrina started the car.

“Sabrina, I can introduce you to every contact and resource I have. But have you really thought this through? Are you really going to divorce him?”

Sabrina’s hand paused on the gear shift. She turned to look at her.

“Heather, do you really think I shouldn’t?”

Heather had no answer.

“I have to divorce him. Luther William doesn’t deserve to be my children’s father.”

Sabrina turned back to the wheel and lightly pressed the gas pedal.

The white Panamera made a turn and drove off.

On the second-floor terrace, Mindy lowered her phone and glanced at the white car disappearing into the distance.

Then she looked down.

Where no one could see, a smug smile flashed in her eyes.

—

Even though Heather couldn’t take the divorce case, she introduced Sabrina to her well-known senior, Adrian Cross.

Adrian had been something of a star in the law department back in college, so Sabrina already knew who he was.

Sabrina had always been a woman of action. She loved hard, hated hard, and never put on an act. Once she made up her mind, she didn’t hesitate.

The next morning, with Heather arranging the introduction, the three of them agreed to meet at a café downtown.

By the time Sabrina and Heather arrived, Adrian still wasn’t there.

They found a table and had just sat down when a child’s voice rang out from the entrance.

“Daddy, Callum wants chocolate cake!”

Sabrina froze for a second and instinctively looked up toward the door.

Luther walked into the café holding Callum’s hand.

The little boy was wearing denim overalls and pointing excitedly at the display case by the counter. His small face, so much like Luther’s, was full of childish innocence.

Even though Sabrina had already made up her mind to divorce him, the sight still sent a sharp pain through her chest. Bitterness rushed up and hit the back of her nose.

Heather was stunned.

She stared at Luther and Callum with her eyes wide open.

Seeing them from this close, even Heather had to admit it.

That little boy was practically a miniature Luther.

As if sensing Sabrina’s gaze, Luther turned and looked over.

Their eyes met.

Luther’s expression froze.

Sabrina, on the other hand, showed nothing on her face. Only the hand holding her water glass tightened uncontrollably, her fingertips turning white.

Under her breath, Heather muttered, “Holy crap. This is a total disaster.”

Sabrina had planned to confront Luther only after she had gathered all the evidence and had the divorce papers drafted.

She hadn’t expected to run into him here.

But now that they had crossed paths, she wanted to see exactly how Luther planned to explain himself with that child standing right in front of her.