After the Divorce, I Took My Three Daughters and Moved to California. While My Ex-Mother-in-Law Was Busy Treating My Husband’s Son With Another Woman Like the Heir to Her Fortune, the Housekeeper Suddenly Walked Into a Family Dinner With an Envelope—and One Sentence Left Everyone at the Table Completely Stunned.
Three weeks before I moved my daughters across the country, my ex-husband tried to convince our sixteen-year-old to stay behind with him. He promised her the largest bedroom, a new car when she turned seventeen, and enough money to attend any college she wanted. Then my daughter asked him one question he never expected: “If staying with you is such a privilege, Dad, why are you asking me to leave my sisters behind to earn it?”
My name is Natalie Mercer, and by then I had been married to Graham Mercer for seventeen years.
We had three daughters: sixteen-year-old Audrey, eleven-year-old Mia, and eight-year-old Lucy.
