Five years after our divorce, my billionaire ex-husband chose the seat beside me in first class just to remind me of everything he thought I had lost.”s” He believed I was alone. He believed I had spent years regretting him.
What he didn’t know was that when we landed in Chicago, three little boys would run from a waiting Bentley straight into my arms—and the truth he had ignored for five years would break everything he thought he knew.
My name is Chloe Vance, and Harrison Sterling was the last person I expected to see that morning.
