I smiled on the day my husband finalized our divorce and married the woman he had been seeing behind my back while I was eight months pregnant.

No message.

No explanation.

Nothing.

And now two little boys with his eyes had just appeared in front of him.

His sons.

The realization struck him with crushing force.

Emily had been pregnant when she left.

Pregnant.

And he had never known.

Nathan grabbed the edge of the marble reception desk to keep himself upright.

Memories tore through him.

Emily absently continue reading …