We Divorced Now He Wants Me Back (Billionaire Contract Wife)
Breakfast had started calmly enough.
For a moment, for a few fleeting minutes, it had almost felt normal. Almost like nothing was wrong. Almost like the boys were just… kids. Like the sun was shining, the kitchen smelled like food, and the world hadn’t conspired against her yet.
But the quiet tension, the fragile peace she had worked so hard to maintain, evaporated faster than she could swallow her first bite.
Mary Jane appeared at the door quietly, almost ghostlike, eyes wide and cautious, a small figure trying not to intrude. Her hands were shaking slightly as she held out a tablet.