Leaving The Billionaire Who Loved His Ex

My father was dying on a hospital bed, and I was frantically calling my husband, Ethan.

He didn't answer. Later, he claimed his battery had died while he was on a crucial business trip.

But a photo sent by my best friend revealed the sickening truth. Ethan wasn't working. He was in a London café, looking at Olivia—the ex-girlfriend he swore he hadn't seen in five years—with pure desperation and love.

His phone was sitting right there on the table between them, face up and fully charged.