The Ten-Million-Dollar Severance and My Surprise Triplets
Language: en
On the day I found out I was pregnant with triplets, I was sitting on a hard plastic chair in a community clinic waiting room, calculating the cost of baby formula. A notification popped up on my phone. An email. Sender: Ethan Vance. The body contained a single line: "The contract has expired. Your ten-million-dollar settlement has been cleared. Vacate the premises before the end of the month." I stared at it for three seconds. Then I tapped reply and typed out every word deliberately: "Received. You don't have to wait until the end of the month, I'll leave tomorrow. I've already booked…