Five years married to Cedric Thornwood, Nora Sullivan slogged like a beast at the office and slaved over the stove at home
All she got in return was her son wishing for a brand-new mommy.
People say children speak without guile—kids don’t lie
But those words were only what the adults had quietly planted in his ears.
The husband wanted a fresh wife; the boy wanted a new mother
Coincidentally, Nora Sullivan wanted a new life too.
She was done playing the house drudge!
No one believed Nora Sullivan truly wanted a divorce—until she flung the papers down and the final clause spelled it out in black and white: “Waives all claim to custody of the son.”
At that moment, Cedric Thornwood finally understood: Nora Sullivan was dead serious.
Free of the parasitic father and son, Nora Sullivan’s career soared; suitors lined up; bouquets and applause rained down…
Later, Cedric Thornwood stood at Nora Sullivan’s door with their son beside him and dropped two keyboards—one big, one small—at her feet, begging for forgiveness.
Leaning half against the doorframe, Nora Sullivan gave a cold laugh
“Realized your mistake now? Too late.”
