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“That makes sense. Raising a child on your own here can’t have been easy. Honestly, most of us assumed you were a single dad.” I smiled faintly. I wasn’t. But I was about to be. The moment I stepped out of his office, I almost collided with Vivian Grant and Noah Quinn. Vivian was my boss. She was also the mother of my child. Seven years ago, I was still her personal assistant. One drunken night changed everything, and not long after, we had a son. This year marked the sixth year of our secret marriage. It was also the sixth year she refused to let our boy call her Mom.

During a holiday, when I told my mother that my boyfriend would be coming to my house, her expression darkened. Tears welled up in her eyes as she touched my face and said in a hoarse voice, “Oh my God... Thank God you’re still alive. “Do you remember what day this is? This time, I’m not letting you die.” She acted as if she were possessed and screamed at me hysterically, “He’s a serial killer! We’ll all die if he comes today. Last time around, I was the only one left!” I believed her. I broke up with him and called the police to have him arrested. I let out a sigh of relief as I watched him get taken away, and my mother revealed a triumphant smile. She then said calmly, “That’s that.

Gavin’s eyes widened upon hearing his son say that. “Shut up,” Gavin said, shaking his head and avoiding his son’s eyes. “I’m serious, though,” Matt said, grabbing Gavin’s arm. “If I had a mom like Judy, I would be so happy. She’s going to teach me defense and how to shoot a bow and arrow tomorrow!” Gavin was taken aback by this; he realized that his son was serious. He truly did admire Judy like a mother figure. Matt then pouted and looked at the ground.

“I don’t agree to this divorce! Liam, I can face whatever difficulties that the company faces with you. A divorce can’t solve the problems. “We have love and a baby who is on the way. Can you give me one more chance to make it up?” The baby in my belly was still shouting. “Mom, don’t say things like this. Dad looks down on women who devalue themselves. Quickly leave him with nothing. He will definitely regret it, and he will cry and beg you to come back!”

he says. "Sorry," I say again, and he smiles. "How's school?" he asks. "It's going fine, everything is pretty easy," I tell him. "You're smart, like your dad," he says with a smile, and I smile too. He rarely talks about my dad, but once in a while he provides short, heartfelt statements like that, and I love it. I also think one of the reasons I have a closer relationship with him than my grandmother is because Geneviève Sinclair never talks about my father, her son. I guess it's a hurtful reminder for her, losing a son, but I also lost him too, and I didn't know him for long, so sometimes I long for conversations about him.

"Mom, Dad, are you inside?" Christopher's voice came from outside. "Kylie is here. She says she has something very important to tell you." Adam and I looked at each other. We walked out. Christopher stood in the living room. His expression was complicated. Behind him, Kylie looked even thinner than a few days ago. "Ms. Lawson, I know you don't want to see me, but I really have something important–" Her hands subconsciously rested on her lower abdomen. "I'm pregnant. It's Christopher's child."

Mom was extra furious that day. The rod came down much harder than it used to be. Unable to hold it in, I howled. Mom only got angrier. "What are you screaming for? I can no longer dance after giving birth to you, so your dad got himself a mistress! And you're a good-for-nothing, too! I can't believe you only got second place… How could you have gotten second place? You want everyone to point fingers at me, don't you? In your dreams!"

He took my hands. "I want a chance," he said. "A real chance. To experience what it feels like to be loved. Not just fucking or this arrangement you have with my father. I want to build an actual reality with you, and I want him here for it. He’s the only family I still claim." Robin started unbuttoning his shirt while he spoke. "Hillian told me everything about you. How you look when you cum. How long you’ve been untouched by the old man. How you touched yourself in his room that day. I listened to every word he told me."

Xiao Hui came out of his grandma’s arms and replied naively, “Grandma, Xiao Hui has grown 20cm tall and has gained 2 pounds weight, that’s what father said.” Mother Mo feigned surprise, “Really, My Xiao Hui has grown so much. Hmm, your dad deserves praise this time.” Xiao Hui was eagerly waiting to tell his grandma about his new mommy. Now that he got a chance, he excitedly spoke, “Grandma, do you know Xiao also has a mommy now? She is very beautiful and takes good care of Xiao Hui.” Mother Mo became wary hearing that. Everyone had just good words to say about that girl which made Mother Mo even more vigilant.

Stacie pouted at me making me feel guilty right now. But they don't know how it feels to go to a club with your mom, watch the woman who gave birth to you get hinted on by a couple of guys twice younger than her. It sucks and it's so embarrassing. "Okay enough of that baby cakes, How is your dating life right now."