Five Minutes After Our Divorce, I Took My Kids and Left for London—While My Ex’s Entire Family Celebrated His Pregnant Mistress Until One Ultrasound Sentence Destroyed Everything…

What.

I reached into my purse and placed a set of keys onto the table. “These are the condo keys.”

David looked down, briefly surprised, then leaned back with a smug expression. “Good. At least you understand how this works.”

I ignored him and pulled out two navy blue passports.

“The children’s visas were approved last week,” I said.

David frowned. “What visas?”

“I’m taking Aiden and Chloe to London.”

The room fell completely silent.

Megan reacted first. “You’re what?”

I met David’s eyes. “I’m taking my children to London.”

David let out a short, cold laugh. “You can’t even afford your own legal fees, Catherine. How exactly are you taking two kids overseas?”