“My billionaire ex-husband sat beside me on a flight just to shame me—then three little boys stepped out of a Bentley and ran toward me, calling, “Mom!”

Leo looked up. “Our?”

Harrison realized his mistake too late.

“Mom,” Leo asked carefully, “is he our dad?”

Chloe knelt in front of them, wishing she could undo the moment.

“There are things we need to talk about,” she said softly. “But not here.”

“But is he?” Leo insisted.

Chloe touched his cheek. “Yes.”

Harrison inhaled sharply.

Lucas stared at him. Mason hid behind Chloe. Leo went silent, and that silence hurt most.

“I didn’t know,” Harrison said. “I swear.”

Leo looked at Chloe. “Did he not want us?”

“No, baby,” she said, her voice shaking. “He didn’t know about you.”

“Why not?”