“Dan? What are you saying?”I pulled my son, Dan, away from Shannon and said, “Dan, yesterday you didn’t want me. Well, today, I don’t want you either.” Dan burst into tears, throwing himself into my arms and hugging me tightly.“What about Dad? Are you leaving him too?” he asked.I glanced at Jeremy, who stood there frowning. “Yes, I’m leaving him too.”Jeremy’s eyes widened. He immediately let go of Shannon’s hand and hurried over to my hospital bed.“Elle, when did you come back? Why didn’t you let me know in advance?”I beckoned him closer with a curl of my finger, and he leaned in. I slapped him across the face with a loud smack. He didn’t even try to dodge it. Instead, he just said, “You hurt your hand. Hitting me like that must hurt.”Shannon stood there, frozen, utterly dumbfounded. How could she have known that the man she treasured so much, Jeremy, would be so groveling in front of me?I stared him down, my voice cold as ice. “Jeremy, you can’t even play the role
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