Part 3She Had a Baby With Her Ex’s Dad

During a rare lull in work, I checked my phone and found a flood of notifications.

My Instagram was blowing up with 99+ messages. I tapped in and saw Chloe had posted something.

The caption read: "Happy birthday, Brandon. I have a special gift for you this year."

The photo was an ultrasound.

The comments were already blowing up, mostly from mutual friends watching the drama unfold.

Mr. Hayes Sr. had commented first: "Thank you for honoring my son and our family this way. You've always been like a daughter to me."

Dr. Davis chimed in too: "Take good care of yourself, honey. Can't wait to meet my grandbaby!"

Then came the comments from our friends.

"Chloe, that's so selfless of you to do this for your ex."

One person snarked back: "Liam's the real MVP here. Guess love means raising your wife's baby with her dead ex?"

Chloe must have seen the comments mocking me, but she didn't delete them.

So why should I protect her reputation anymore?

I replied to every single comment: "Chloe and I are getting divorced. Her choices are hers alone from now on."

On the day of the company handover, I was stunned to discover Mr. Hayes Sr. was the buyer. He looked at me with disdain. "Now that you've sold the company, get out of town and never come back. I'll take care of her from here."

"That money should set a poor kid like you up for life. Without my grandson, you'd be stuck slaving away at this failing business forever. Count your blessings."

I shot back, "Right, I should thank Chloe. If she hadn't decided to have your grandson, I never would've gotten this 'opportunity.'"

My words barely left my mouth when Chloe and her mother walked in.

Dr. Davis sneered. "You spineless coward! You sold your company, so hurry up and divorce my daughter already. Stop dragging your feet!"

"After all, you used to wait on us hand and foot just to marry her. If my husband hadn't taken pity on you, you never would've had a chance. You were never good enough."

"No family connections, no money—your parents didn't even bother showing up to the wedding. You're trash compared to Brandon."

Dr. Davis had always looked down on me. Now that I was leaving, there was no reason to hold back.

I smiled coldly. "Congratulations, Mom. Soon you'll have a CEO for a son-in-law."

Dr. Davis turned crimson with rage, while Mr. Hayes Sr. began coughing violently.

Chloe slapped me hard across the face. "What's wrong with you, Liam? Insult me all you want, but don't you dare speak to Mr. Hayes like that!"

The sting on my cheek snuffed out the last remaining embers of my love for Chloe.

Mr. Hayes Sr. immediately signaled security. "Get this man out of my sight!"

Two guards escorted me out, my pride in tatters.

But just last night, my father had called with a mission.