Chapter 9 

Part 3 

Just when I thought things couldn’t get any messier, Chloe dropped the bomb: she was 

pregnant. 

was terrified. I wanted to be a father, but not like this. I offered Chloe money, a one–way 

ticket to Paris, anything to make her disappear. But she refused. 

She claimed she wanted nothing more than to give our child a family. 

I was trapped. 

I couldn’t bring myself to tell Amelia the truth, so I did what I did best: I lied. I made 

excuses, avoided her, and clung to Chloe’s promises of a fresh start. 

Our anniversary dinner was a disaster. I’d planned to tell Amelia everything, to beg for her 

forgiveness. But Chloe threw a wrench in my plans, faking a fall and accusing me of not 

caring about her or the baby. I was torn between my guilt and my fear of losing the only family I thought I had left. 

I signed the divorce papers with a heavy heart, unable to meet Amelia’s eyes. I told myself I 

was doing it for the best, that she deserved better than a man who couldn’t even give her a 

child. 

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