My cheating husband brought his pregnant mistress into the NICU to force me to sign divorce papers while my premature twins fought for their lives

Dominic’s handsome face paled slightly, but he immediately forced a sharp laugh. "A hospital you own? Nice try, Audrey. Saint Aurelia is owned by the Vance-Bennett Medical Conglomerate. My family holds forty percent of the operating stock!"

"Key word, Dominic," Audrey replied smoothly, crossing her legs in the recliner. "Forty percent."

Before Dominic could respond, the double doors of the NICU burst open with an authoritative crash. Six tall security guards in black tactical uniforms lined the hallway, making way for an elderly man walking with a silver-headed cane.

Arthur Bennett, seventy-five years old, wore a tailored navy three-piece suit. His piercing blue eyes radiated power, and behind him walked the Chief of Surgery and the hospital’s Managing Director, both looking pale and panicked.

"Grandfather," Audrey said gently.

Dominic’s breath hitched in his throat. He recognized Arthur Bennett instantly from financial magazines—the elusive billionaire founder of Bennett Global Health, the majority owner of eighty hospitals across the East Coast.

"Audrey, my child!" Arthur rushed past Dominic as if he were invisible, kneeling beside Audrey’s chair and taking her cold hands in his. "Are you alright? What happened to my great-grandchildren?!"

"They are stable, Grandfather," Audrey murmured softly, gazing toward the incubators. "But Mr. Vance here just handed me divorce papers and informed me that my babies and I are being thrown out."

Arthur slowly stood up, his height imposing despite his age. He turned to face Dominic, his eyes blazing with absolute fury. "Dominic Vance. Three years ago, my granddaughter married you in secret because she wanted to prove you loved her for who she was, not for my family's wealth. And this is how you treat the heiress to Bennett Health?"