My Unborn Son Rebuilt His Empire

Summary

The night his empire crumbled, Liam told me to pack my things and get the hell out.

I packed my bags without a word and walked toward the front door. But the moment I took a step, a soft, quiet voice echoed from deep inside my belly.

“Don't leave, Mom. He’s going to make it back.”

I froze, then turned around to look at the man who was on the verge of a total breakdown. He was sitting in the middle of the living room, his designer suit wrinkled into a hopeless mess, his tie hanging loosely around his neck.

In his hand, he clutched a bottle of sleeping pills. His eyes were completely hollow.