تسجيل الدخولMy ex, Jason Buckley—the guy I dumped five years ago—still sent tiny cash transfers to check if I existed. I never responded. This time, I tapped accept by accident. A second later, he lost it. "Wow, quick reflexes. What guy's been keeping you busy these past five years? Made you this cheap? Knew you couldn't get over me. "You took my 'let's fix this' gift, so we're signing marriage papers tomorrow. "My new dad's loaded—the richest in Seavora—and he can't wait to see me married." I just stared at the one-dollar payment on my screen and left him on read. The next day, he showed up at my place in Seavora City with his mom, parked right in the doorway. "This is gonna be our house, right? If you're not just after my family's money, transfer it into my name first." Yeah. He'd officially lost it. We broke up five years ago. My son's three. And if he's the heir to the richest man... what does that make my husband?
عرض المزيدMargo frowned, thinking. "Arthur and I were together for two years. He even proposed. No way he'd just cut me off. And look at her—she's scared out of her mind. That's not fake."She looked at me, eyes sharp now. "One chance. Go convince Hank. Fail, and you'll never see your son again."She tossed my phone at me.My hands shook as I stood up and called Hank.He'd been in business long enough—he got it instantly. The second he picked up, he played along."Babe, what's up? I'm still at work."I swallowed the panic. "Nothing. I just noticed your dad hasn't been happy lately. Maybe... give his phone back."He paused. "After what they did to you, are you sure—"I softened my voice. "He's been alone for years. He finally met someone he likes. I don't have the heart to break them up."He sighed. "Fine. I'll do it your way."I hung up. Margo stared at her phone like it might explode.Ten minutes later, it buzzed.[Margo, my son agreed to our relationship. I'll pick you up in ten mi
The next second, everything spun.My vision blurred. My legs gave out—I pitched forward.Jason caught me, way too fast, then sighed at the crowd like some poor, exhausted husband. "Sorry, everyone. We argued, and she refused to eat again. Her blood sugar dropped. I'll take her home."I tried to talk, but my tongue wouldn't move.Then I caught it—a faint smell on him.Did he drug me?Jason shoved me into the car, then dragged Leo in too.The second the door shut, his whole act dropped.He looked at me, eyes cold. "If you don't want anything happening to your son, behave."I turned to Leo—my chest dropped. He was out cold.To protect Leo, I stayed quiet.Jason started the car. I edged closer to Leo, fingers shaking, and felt his kid smartwatch.I pressed Hank's number.The call went through. Jason had no clue.As he drove, he laughed, all smug. "Tessa, five years ago I was just testing you—seeing if you cared about money. After everything we said, you know I still have feel
He acted like nothing happened. "Tessa, I'm here to pick you and our son up.""Wasn't the last lesson enough?" I said, ice-cold.He reached for Leo. "Why do you keep twisting this? I'm here to apologize."I ignored him, tightened my hold on Leo, and walked to the car.A few steps in—he grabbed my arm.I jerked back. "What are you doing? Let go!"His grip tightened. "Not until you accept my apology."The noise pulled other parents over."What's going on?""Should we call the police?"Jason waved it off, playing victim. "It's fine, really. Just a little argument between husband and wife. Nothing serious."Like that wasn't bad enough, he casually said Leo's name—perfectly.Then he pulled out his phone, flashing photos. "See? Leo's my son."My scalp prickled.How the hell did he have those?The crowd eased up, buying his act.Jason smirked. "Usually the staff picks him up. I finally had time to come myself."I felt like I was losing it.Hank was slammed with work, and to
"Why?!" Margo screamed, sobbing. "Because Jason's not your real son, right?!"Arthur's hands shook. "After what you did to my son, my daughter-in-law, and my grandson? You're lucky I don't have you beaten to death."The cops moved in, quick and cold, snapping cuffs on Margo and Jason. "You're under suspicion of attempted coercion. Move."Dragged toward the door, Margo kept screaming, "I'll tell everyone Arthur Harding played me! I'll go to the media and expose the Harding family!"Jason fought the officers, still running his mouth. "Hank Harding, you slept with my girl! You'll regret this!"Then the house went quiet.I held Leo while he cried, checking him over for any injuries.Hank walked over, guilt and anger all over his face. "I'm sorry. I should've protected you. I won't let them walk."That night, he moved Leo and me to another mansion. Fast. No chances.Later, his lawyers told me the damage wasn't "serious enough." The video was too short. So those two? Seven days, a f


















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