The Doctor Saw My Ultrasound and Begged Me to Get a Divorce… I Never Expected the Truth…

For the next week, I played along. It was the hardest thing I’ve ever done. Adrian noticed every shift in my mood, every pause before an answer, every time I reached for my phone and stopped. So I smiled more. I thanked him for cooking. I let him discuss strollers, school districts, and the family future he never meant to build. Meanwhile, Claire worked with a lawyer to freeze my remaining separate assets, and Dr. Shah documented everything she could legally. Rebecca provided old emails, timelines, and settlement records linking Adrian to his previous identity—no room for him to shrug it off as coincidence.