“What are you doing here?” he stammered.
Fury surged inside me. “Your so-called business trip to England—was that just a cover? Were you here, caring for your child outside of our marriage?”
I stepped closer, my voice unyielding. “Admit it. This child is yours, isn’t he?”
After a long, suffocating pause, he finally nodded.
My heart splintered. Years of love, trust, and sacrifice crumbled in that single moment.
The Breaking Point
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