My Unborn Son Rebuilt His Empire
Language: en
The night his empire crumbled, Liam told me to pack my things and get the hell out. I packed my bags without a word and walked toward the front door. But the moment I took a step, a soft, quiet voice echoed from deep inside my belly. “Don't leave, Mom. He’s going to make it back.” I froze, then turned around to look at the man who was on the verge of a total breakdown. He was sitting in the middle of the living room, his designer suit wrinkled into a hopeless mess, his tie hanging loosely around his neck. In his hand, he clutched a bottle of sleeping pills. His eyes were completely…