Not anymore.

His sister Lauren leaned against the wall, watching with quiet satisfaction.

“Finally,” she said. “My brother gets the future he deserves. A woman who can actually give him a son.”

Her eyes turned to me, full of contempt.

“Not someone dragging around two kids.”

The words landed… but they didn’t hurt anymore.

Because I had stopped expecting anything from them a long time ago.

Without saying a word, I placed a set of keys on the table.

“We moved out yesterday.”

Ethan smirked.

“Smart decision.”

Then I placed two navy passports in front of him.

“I’m taking Aiden and Chloe to London,” I said calmly. “We’re leaving today.”

That made him pause.

“What?”

Lauren laughed. “With what money? You can’t even—”

I didn’t respond.

Because five minutes later…

we were already gone.

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Ethan didn’t realize something was wrong until the first notification hit his phone.

Joint accounts: closed.

He frowned.

Then another message arrived.

Property ownership transfer completed.

His expression shifted slightly.

“What is this…” he muttered.

Lauren leaned closer. “What happened?”

But before he could answer, his mother’s call came in from the clinic—panicked.

“Ethan! Something is wrong with the scan—there is no heartbeat!”

Silence.