I wiped the tears from my face and hardened my heart. I opened the family group chat and tagged Miles, the senior partner at a top law firm.
[Scarlett: Miles, I can't accept Rhys's betrayal. I want a divorce. Help me.]
Miles replied instantly.
[Miles: Done. The papers are already drafted.]
A second later, he sent a photo of an airport departure gate.
[Miles: I booked the next flight. Wait for me. I'm coming.]
As soon as his message landed, notifications from my eldest brother and Jack flooded the screen.
My phone buzzed with a flurry of notifications. The family group chat was blowing up.
Jordan, my eldest brother, didn't waste words. "Lettie, I've got this handled. If Rhys refuses to sign the papers, I'll pull every contract we have with his company. I'll bankrupt him before the ink dries."
Then came Jack. I could practically hear him cracking his knuckles through the screen. "Damn right. Say the word, Lettie, and I'll send a few guys over to break his legs. Teach him a lesson he won't forget."
Mom and my sisters-in-law flooded the chat with warmth, promising they were already at the hospital and urging me to focus only on the baby.