My Husband Walked Into Divorce Court With Three Attorneys, an Ironclad Prenup, and the Woman He Planned to Marry—Certain He Would Take Our Entire Fortune and Full Custody of Our Twin Boys… Until the Judge Opened the Company’s Original Ownership Records, Read the First Name Listed, and Asked One Question That Drained Every Bit of Color From His Face – Page 11

Nolan pretended not to listen.

Parker did not.

I walked over and knelt in front of them.

“Are you both okay?”

Nolan looked at me.

“Did Dad lie to us?”

I took a slow breath.

I did not want my sons to carry the bitterness of adults.

“Your father did not explain everything honestly,” I said. “But this is not something you need to fix.”

Parker reached for my hand.

“Are we still going to live with you?”

“I am going to do everything I can to keep your life safe and steady.”

Nolan looked toward Gavin.

“Dad said Sloane already chose our bedrooms.”

Before I could answer, the clerk called everyone back into the courtroom.

The Prenuptial Agreement Was Not Enough

When the hearing resumed, the atmosphere had changed.

Gavin no longer leaned back in his chair.

Sloane stopped whispering.

Philip spoke more carefully.

Judge Beckett asked me to explain the ownership records.