On the operating table, Kenzie suffered massive bleeding and fell into critical condition. With no one there to sign the surgery consent forms, her baby didn’t survive. And because treatment was delayed, she permanently lost the ability to become pregnant.
When she woke up, her phone was filled with messages from Kinsey, each one deliberately provocative.
Photos of the ninety-nine condoms she and Colton had used that week. Photos of meals he had personally cooked for her. And even a photo of the once untouchable young heir kneeling on the floor, giving another woman a foot spa.
Seeing all that triggered a breakdown in Kenzie.
While she had been fighting for her life on the operating table, while she was losing her baby, her husband had been with someone else.
The ache in her chest grew heavier and tighter. That was why this time, she wouldn’t give in.
The lawyer’s voice pulled her back to the present as he placed the divorce agreement into her hands. “I wish you the best, Mrs. Parkhouse.”
Kenzie lowered her gaze.
In the newly drafted agreement, Colton would be leaving with nothing!
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Kenzie took a cab straight to Colton’s company.