Beyond the Divorce

After some thought, I began, "Mr. Donovan, the reason I came today is to bring your grandson back to your family."

My statement was like a sudden thunderclap, shocking the old man and Annika into stunned silence.

Donovan scrutinized me up and down, as if he wanted to see through me, trying to understand my intentions. It was as if he perceived me as a conniving woman using the child to extort them, and he was on high alert.

"What do you mean? Grandson? Where did this grandson come from?"

Annika also wore a face of skepticism, finding it hard to believe what I said.

I had to smile again and nod solemnly to assure them that they didn't mishear.

Then I said, "Absolutely, without a doubt, he is your grandson. To be precise, he is Arton's son."

"What?"

up suddenly while looking at

he now

this today, but she is not the child's mother. You're thinking too much." From her tone, I could just tell that she insinuated that I was

seemed to feel that her father's gaze was a bit excessive. She quickly grabbed the old man

he was still very surprised, pointing at me

left me somewhat puzzled. I couldn't figure out

his fingers were trembling slightly, but I nodded confidently and said, "Yes, the boy is Arton's son. You didn't

out my phone, opened the photo gallery,

all taken when he visited Pleca Park. He was at his happiest, and his adorable expressions were captured perfectly. In my

appearance was a replica of the Reese family's genes. With his look, there was no need for a DNA test. He

eagerly took my phone. When he saw the pictures on the

never seen this expression on her father's face. She was more nervous than anything else. She quickly supported her