A pause. Then his tone softened—sickeningly sweet.
“I’m coming to you now. Today’s the checkup, right? Don’t worry, Vanessa… my whole family’s already heading there.”
He glanced at me briefly, like I was nothing more than furniture.
“Your baby is the future of everything. We’re finally getting our son.”
The mediator slid the final documents toward him.
Ethan didn’t read a single line.
He signed with a sharp, careless stroke and tossed the pen onto the table like he was closing a deal—not ending a marriage.
“There’s nothing to argue about,” he said flatly. “The condo was mine before the marriage. The car is mine.”
He shrugged.
“As for the kids… if she wants them, she can take them. Saves me the trouble.”
Something inside my chest tightened—but it didn’t break.
Not anymore.
His sister, Lauren, stood near the door, arms crossed, watching like a spectator at a show she had been waiting years to see.
“Exactly,” she added coldly.
“My brother finally gets a real future. A woman who can actually give this family a son.”
Her eyes flicked toward me with open disdain.
“Not some worn-out housewife dragging two kids behind her.”
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