"Mr. Caruso, thank you for letting us stay here."Ethan said it again.I looked down at him, and something tightened in my chest. His eyes were already red, but he still held his chin up, refusing to cry.For eight years, Damian had never publicly acknowledged our marriage.I had handled contracts, lawsuits, and high-profile cases for Caruso & Associates, helping him build the firm's reputation piece by piece. Yet in front of everyone else, I was still only one of his lawyers.When Ethan was younger, he didn't understand. He would run toward Damian and call him Dad the moment he saw him.Every time, Damian stopped him."Not here, Ethan."Eventually, Ethan learned. Around other people, he simply stopped calling Damian anything at all.At home, though, he still called him Dad in a small, careful voice.Today, for the first time, he had chosen a name for the distance between them.Mr. Caruso.And Damian looked like he couldn't stand hearing it."Ethan."He stepped closer with a frown."Wh
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