The Divorced Wife's Secret Triplet Heirs

Chapter 3

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, feigning annoyance as she folded one of Chlo

um of a Parisian night, a stark contrast

leg, looking up with wide, innocent eyes. "We just want you to

mall chest like a miniature CEO. "The market analysis report shows a highe

r smile faded, a shadow of deep-seated sadness passed through he

oftened. "Mommy, do you not like Mia

a title the children had invented themselves, pieced t

Chloe's face in her hands. Her voice was gentle, but strain

room sofa. The moonlight streamed through the large windows, painting silver str

was a raw,

ad discovered she was pregnant in a small, anonymou

fierce, protective determination.

g for her to go to a private hospital in France, away

difficult. The d

gent voices of the doctors. She remembered holding

full of pity as he told her that one of the boys, the

soul. It was the true reason she never wanted to return to Miami. Th

gently touche

tood beside the sofa, his blue eyes, so like his father's, fi

mmy," he said sof

l-loved teddy bear into her arms. "Mr. Snuggles

eautiful, perceptive children, and her carefully constructed walls crumbled. She pulled

s a burden on them. Taking a s

her voice thick with emotion. "Mommy

s small hand patting her

way and forced a smile. She went to her desk and r

lly voice, she began

romise to be happy every day, starting now, an

d, their expression

, Mr. Caleb and Miss Chloe, to conquer the Ame

rked. Giggles erupte

Mommy! And seal it!" C

ith a flourish and then pressing

, folding it carefully and placing it in his lit

hadows. The moonlight illuminated the three of them, a t

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The Divorced Wife's Secret Triplet Heirs

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“For three years, Ellie Mills endured a loveless contract marriage and her mother-in-law's daily torment, all to pay for her sick mother's medical bills. But the moment her billionaire husband's first love returned, he coldly threw a divorce agreement on her vanity table. "This transaction is over." Ellie was cast out like disposable garbage. She signed the papers, left a one-dollar bill on the bed as a mocking tip for his services, and walked away. Soon after, she discovered she was pregnant with triplets. But during a difficult premature delivery in a foreign country, the doctor tragically informed her that her youngest son had died. The loss of her baby became a permanent, agonizing scar. She couldn't understand why fate was so cruel, taking her child away while the man who ruined her life prepared for his grand wedding. For six years, she transformed into a top Parisian designer, vowing never to return to the city that held her deepest grief. That was until her genius six-year-old twins secretly booked them a flight back to Miami. In a hotel hallway, Ellie suddenly bumped into a crying, wealthy little boy who had the exact same face as her son. The child she mourned for six years wasn't dead, and her twins were already executing a master plan to make their jerk dad pay.”