Kourtney’s POV

The moment I pulled into the driveway, my heart dropped.

Right in front of our house, my suitcase, hand bags, wigs,shoes, clothes, even my maternity vitamins, were all scattered all over the place in a pathetic heap like garbage.

I slammed the car door shut, panic surging through me as I rushed to the front door, where all my things were laid. My baby kicked. I guess he can see what's going on.I banged on the door continuously.

“Max!” I cried out, banging harder. ...