Chapter 2

After five years.

The airport terminal had just announced the arrival of the plane. In no time, a batch of passengers exited the security checkpoint.

"Mummy, it's hot. I want to have ice cream." The innocent voice of a child was heard as Sebastian Jeans held his mother's hand. He was blinking with his bright black eyes.

Sharon glanced at her son helplessly. His pitiful expression made her give in even though she knew he was faking it.

"You can only buy one." She took out a bank note from her wallet and told him, "Come back once you've bought it. I'll wait for you right here." Sharon was dragging the luggage.

"Roger! My honorable mother!" Sebastian gave his mother a flying kiss before beginning to run while holding onto the note in his hand tightly.

Sharon had not even been able to ask him to take his time. At that moment, her phone rang.

"Hello? Riley? Yeah, I've already returned… alright, I'll take a cab over there now."

It was a call from her best friend, Riley Gabriel.

In the past, Sally, Riley, and herself had stayed in the same hostel during university. They were used to be great friends with the three of them almost always being seen together. They had even vowed to be each other’s guardians.

However, during the wedding that took place five years ago, Sharon ended up seeing Sally's true colors. It marked the end of their relationship.

Only Riley treated her sincerely. Throughout the years when she was away, they both kept in touch via phone calls.

At the moment, she had returned, and Riley had asked her to bring her son over to stay with her.

Once Sharon ended the call, she coincidentally saw the news that was being broadcasted on a large screen that was hung high ahead. It read, “Young Master Zachary and Mrs. Zachary will be holding their fifth wedding anniversary on the coming 26th.”

The piece of news stung her and made her eyes teary.

'Mrs. Zachary? He really did marry Sally!'

Five years had passed in the blink of an eye. She would never forget the humiliation she endured that year!

That year, on the night of Howard's birthday, it was Sally who had made her drunk and sent her to a hotel. She had even told her that Howard would be the one waiting for her in the hotel.

Nevertheless, Sally betrayed her during the wedding and even snatched her husband away from her!

With her return, she was determined to get herself justice!

"Hey brat, why don't look where you're going? Whose kid is this?" a roar was heard from not far away.

Sharon quickly recovered herself. The sight of the scene startled her.

It was her son. The little kid was holding onto the ice cream he had just bought. Perhaps he was too happy and accidentally bumped into someone else while he was running back.

Sally quickly went over and pulled her son to herself. She looked at the person's pants that were now stained with a big patch of ice cream. It made her feel guilty.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. My kid was running too hastily. Let me help you wipe it off," she took out some tissue paper and tried to help the person wipe it off.

She had just started helping the person wipe the stain off when the latter suddenly grabbed hold of Sharon. Subsequently, a deep and cold voice was heard over her head, "What the hell are you trying to do?"

Sharon was petrified by the voice. Subconsciously, she raised her head and matched the man’s pair of cold, black eyes. She had to take in a deep breath before she was finally able to make out the man's appearance.

At that split second, Sharon thought she was seeing things.

The handsome face before her looked like… an enlarged version of her son.

All of a sudden, she was stunned by the sight of it and felt utterly surprised.

"Are you done looking at me?" The man shoved her hand away and said in an indifferent tone.

Sharon managed to recover her composure, but deep within her, she was astonished. 'This man, could he be my son's father?

'No… how is it possible for such a coincidence to occur in the world? How could I so easily bump into my son's dad?

'Well, my son does look like him but only in certain ways.' That was what she thought. Her face put on an apologetic smile. "I'm really sorry about that. Why not I compensate you with some cash? Or perhaps I could buy you a new pair of pants?"