He Thought I Couldn't Understand That Call
I donated every piece of jewelry, every painting, every antique I could, burned what was left, and ended up with just one suitcase.
On departure day, I was awake before dawn, quietly waiting for the research team's car to pull up.
Right before I left, my phone started buzzing. It was the same number that had been texting me before.
"Aria, the doctor says I'm having a boy. Ethan says he's going to make sure the baby and I get everything we deserve. A useless woman like you, who can't even give him an heir, should just leave the Grant family already!"
This time, I actually texted back, "Congrats. You're about to get exactly what you wished for."