My Husband Walked Into Divorce Court With Three Attorneys, an Ironclad Prenup, and the Woman He Planned to Marry—Certain He Would Take Our Entire Fortune and Full Custody of Our Twin Boys… Until the Judge Opened the Company’s Original Ownership Records, Read the First Name Listed, and Asked One Question That Drained Every Bit of Color From His Face
Philip reviewed the contracts.
His expression tightened.
The income was not small.
It was enough to cover the rent, school costs, insurance, and savings.
Gavin looked at me.
“You told me you were helping friends.”
“I was helping clients who became friends.”
“Why didn’t you tell me you were earning that much?”
“You stopped asking about my life a long time ago.”
The courtroom became silent.
Philip changed direction.
“Are you claiming Mr. Rourke is an unfit father?”
“No.”
Gavin looked surprised.
I continued carefully.
“He loves Nolan and Parker. He takes them to games when his schedule allows. He knows Parker prefers pancakes without syrup, but he forgets that Nolan becomes anxious before school presentations. He is not a terrible person. But he has been more focused on winning this case than protecting their feelings.”
Nolan lowered his head.
Gavin looked toward him, and something uncertain passed across his face.
