Fleeing From My Possessive Billionaire Ex

Three years after divorcing my billionaire ex-husband, I made the colossal mistake of sleeping with him.

To erase the humiliation, I accepted a date with a gentle colleague, only for my ex-husband to ambush us at our daughter's preschool.

He saw us together, his eyes turning as cold as steel.

"I'm reconsidering our arrangement. I'm filing for sole custody."

He dropped the words like stones, then ruthlessly ordered his lawyers to prepare the papers immediately.

He knew Poppy was my entire world, the only reason I survived our suffocating marriage.