Eight Years After My Ex-Husband Called My Pregnancy a Lie, He Invited Me to Christmas to Meet His Fiancée. I Arrived at Cedarcrest Estate With Four Boys Who Had His Face.

I didn’t respond.

“He told me the pregnancy was complicated.”

I looked at her.

“He told me there was never proof.”

“That isn’t true.”

“I know.”

She sat down.

“When I saw them, I knew immediately.”

“You knew?”

She smiled sadly.

“I’m a woman, not an idiot.”

I almost smiled.

Vanessa continued.

“I also need to tell you something.”

“What?”

“Adrian didn’t invite you here just because of me.”

“I figured.”

“He wanted to see the boys.”

I looked at her.

“He was afraid to ask.”

That surprised me.

“Afraid?”

“He thought you would refuse.”

“I might have.”

“I know.”

She paused.

“He has been looking at old photographs.”

“Of me?”

“Of all of you.”

My heart tightened.

“Why?”

“Because he knows he missed everything.”

She stood.

“He saw a photograph of Ethan’s first day of school.”

I frowned.

“How did he get that?”

“I sent it.”

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