My Husband Left Me to Marry My Younger Sister — Four Years Later, When He Saw the Little Boy Beside Me, His Face Went Pale

I knelt and kissed his forehead. “It’s okay, sweetheart. We’re going home.”

Behind me, I heard Emily’s voice break into a sob. “You destroyed everything, Mark!”

She shoved him away and stormed off through the crowd, leaving him standing there — hollow-eyed, broken, and alone.

A Past That Wouldn’t Let Go

I thought that would be the end of it. But it wasn’t.

In the following weeks, Mark began to appear — quietly, persistently. Outside my apartment building. Near the hospital. Once, even outside Jacob’s daycare.

He never shouted, never demanded, but his eyes carried the weight of regret. Every time he saw me, he said the same thing:
“Please. Just let me see him.”

I ignored him.

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