FAZER LOGINI put together all the info I had gathered.Without any solid leads, I could not look for the police just yet.So, I had to keep Shane away from Melissa's son.However, a week later, when Jay and I went to pick up our kid from preschool, he was missing.A text from an unknown number popped up.[Come alone to this address if you don't want your son to get hurt.]It was an abandoned factory.Melissa was behind that!I was so angry I was shaking.She was not satisfied with killing me in a previous life, so now she was after my son!However, I was scared for my child. I had to go, but I told Jay to call the cops, and I grabbed a pair of scissors for protection.At the factory, Melissa was a mess, her hair wild, staring at me like she had lost her mind.Her face was all scratched up, and she was screaming so loud it could split the sky."Why? Why does my son have to be just like his useless father?”"Why is your life still better than mine?"I could not pretend anymore. I loo
I never saw Melissa again after that, and I blocked her on everything.Three years later, Jay's projects were all big hits.The country even streamed a special event to celebrate his work and gave him a medal.That night, he came home and gave me a bank card.When I checked the balance, I could not believe how many zeros I saw.A whole 1.5 million dollars.I turned to Jay, totally overwhelmed.He just stood there, looking proud, like he was waiting for me to say something nice."Because the project got famous, lots of rich people want me to help them out. This is just the start. There's more money coming!"I always knew Jay was super smart and would do great things.However, I never guessed he would make so much money too.In my previous life, the mighty prince of Dubaria would not have given me a dime. He would just dress me up to look the way he liked, using me to show off his riches.Our little Shane Lowell is already three years old.With plenty of money, we picked the
Melissa pushed her way to the front and slapped a staff member without warning.She was mad and asked, "What are you trying to say? Do you think my son is sick?"When the top management arrived, they looked serious."Ma'am, we need parents to provide their children's health reports."You've been avoiding this, and now you're getting upset. We'll refund you, but you'll need to find a different private postpartum care center."This care center was famous all over the country.Lots of rich ladies and politicians' wives came here to get better.When their kids got hurt, they were naturally upset and agreed with each other.I gave Melissa an icy look. "I warned you that the baby might have problems, but you wouldn't listen."Her so-called husband from Dubaria? I had not seen him even once.It was clear to me: Melissa had been cast aside, paid off, and sent back home.To those people, a woman was nothing more than a toy.Prohibiting abortion was solely based on their religious be
I no longer bothered with people who did not matter and kept working on my side business.With four months to go until the baby arrived, Melissa kept sending me messages to show off.At first, she was in the photos, but then she was not.It was not hard to figure out that she must have been hurt too badly to be seen.I blocked her and stopped replying.A month before the baby was due, Jay took time off from his project to be with me.After our baby was born, he looked at me with sorry eyes, as if he wanted to say more.I knew it had been hard for him to take a month off during the important last phase of his project.The money he had sent, along with what I had saved, meant I could stay at a really nice place for new moms.I held him close and whispered, "Go. Our child and I will always be here, supporting you, waiting for you."I could not believe it. Right when I walked into the private care center with my child, I bumped into a lady from Dubaria. She was all wrapped up i
Melissa's social media showed that she was in Dubaria.She bragged about her first-class ticket with a post that said, [Making the right choice is everything!]However, when I checked my social media, I could not see her posts anymore. She had blocked me.Then, a friend sent me Melissa's latest post and asked if I was okay.Melissa had written that just because she was marrying a prince did not mean she was dumb.She said, [Since we're not friends anymore, don't you dare come crawling back to me when you're in trouble. I consider it bad luck!]I just laughed to myself. I was dying to see Melissa's face when she found out the truth.After our wedding, I spent my days at home, taking care of myself and keeping an eye on my online investments.Some of them were doing really well, and I had saved up a nice little stash for baby stuff.Jay was all in on his space project. When he was swamped, he would not even glance at his phone for days.Melissa must have thought it was weird th
We picked a date and got our marriage license.The wedding was set for two weeks later.Jay was there for every step, helping me pick out a wedding dress and to plan the reception.I felt so lucky looking at him. He was kind, gentle, and treated women with respect. Wasn't that way better than being with some so-called "top guy"?Melissa kept sending me messages, trying to get under my skin, saying I was marrying a loser.However, the tough times before were all because of her. If that project had worked out, Jay would have been the youngest top expert in the world, making a million a year, easy.However, Melissa's crazy need to control everything messed it all up. She made such a fuss at the lab that the big shots did not want to work with Jay anymore.Thinking about all that, I told him, "If you're busy with work, I can take care of everything else on my own."Jay's eyes sparkled with emotion as he suddenly dropped to one knee and presented a ring.The diamond was not big, bu







