My Son Chose My Wife's First Love のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Carla Ramsey was holding our son Dominic Hatfield's jacket in her hand, the one that was made when he was six months old.While we were back in our hometown visiting relatives, Carla heard from the elders in the family that if parents were willing to collect cloth pieces from many families as a traditional blessing and sew them into a jacket lining, it would bless Dominic with long life.At the time, my hand injury hadn't healed yet, so I couldn't do any fine work.When I lowered my eyes, they were filled with dejection."It doesn't matter. Even without this jacket, I'll still protect Dominic and ensure he lives a long life."That night, Carla drove out in the snow and bought an entire carload of cigarettes, alcohol, and tea. Then she went door to door, knocking and paying New Year's calls.She traded a whole carload of gifts for piece after piece of cloth from 100 families.The dignified CEO of Ramsey Group sat just like that in a rural room under dim light, stitching the jacke

There was no comfort or heartache. Instead, I got interrogation and displeasure.Carla frowned, the impatience in her eyes undisguised. "Max, Fred put a lot of time and energy into preparing for this exhibition. Don't you dare make a scene here."I looked at her in disbelief. My eyelids trembled, and tears rolled down uncontrollably.Carla was stunned for a moment, and the displeasure and irritation in her eyes mostly dissipated the moment she saw the tears in mine.She grabbed my hand and forcefully dragged me out of the exhibition. Then, she opened the car door and pushed me inside.Bracing herself against the car door, she surrounded me. I struggled to shove her off, but she used the motion to snatch my phone."Carla, have you lost your mind? Don't tell me that on the day our son was just born and I was half dead from exhaustion, you were here the whole time accompanying some pretty boy at an art exhibition!""Max Hatfield, watch your mouth!"Carla thrust me roughly into the

Carla pronounced the death sentence on our relationship. "My mom will raise and take good care of Dominic. I won't let my son become a madman like you."She took out a thick stack of divorce papers and placed them on the table. The last page already had her signature.I stood frozen, staring at the slightly yellowed pages as my vision blurred with tears.Carla had prepared them long ago, just waiting for this day."I won't sign it." I forcefully tore the divorce papers to pieces.Carla looked at me coldly. Then, holding Dominic and pulling Fred along, she left and locked the door behind her."I'll transfer this villa to your name. Stay inside and reflect on yourself. Whenever you're willing to sign, we'll go to the courthouse. "Max, we were once married, after all—don't cling to me like a stubborn plaster that won't come off."Dominic's crying grew farther and farther away from me.I collapsed, sitting behind the door. No matter how much I cried and begged, no one outside res

Dominic was temporarily taken home by Elena.By the time I was discharged from the hospital, he had already grown quite a bit. He fixed his big, round eyes on me, looking as if he hardly knew who I was."I must look terrible right now. I scared you, didn't I?" I held Dominic in my arms. His big eyes were bright as he stared up at me, but he wasn't frightened into crying.Carla helped me pack up my things, then had Dina make the dishes I liked."A new nursery's been set up on the second floor. Max, why don't you go have a look?"I carried Dominic upstairs. The new nursery no longer had any trace of Fred's previous design. Even the overall color scheme was the pastel purple I liked.Dominic liked his new bed very much. A rotating mobile toy for soothing children hung above it. He liked it a lot, but the craftsmanship was a little rough."Mrs. Hatfield made this herself. She was worried about Mr. Dominic coming into contact with the unhygienic stuff sold outside. She sat alone in

I calmly withdrew my gaze, noticing a flicker of guilt flash across Ruben's face."Max, you didn't see anything, did you?" he asked.I shook my head. "I was playing a game on my phone, so I didn't see anything. What did you see?""Nothing. I was just thinking it's been so long since we went shopping together. I'm really happy that we get to go on a shopping spree later. Today, I'm definitely going to pick out a handsome outfit for you."Ruben was true to his word. We really did buy a lot of things.My hair had gone too long without proper care, so it had grown a bit dry and unruly.Ruben took me to the studio he trusted most to get my hair done, generously pulling out his VIP card. Then, he took me to a cosmetics counter to buy men's skincare products.When the sales assistant helped me try on a primer, she saw the burn scar at the corner of my forehead."Sir, we recently got a new concealer with especially good coverage. Would you like to try it?"I looked at my face in the m