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?"

stood up suddenly while

was obvious that he now considered me

discuss 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

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

was still very surprised, pointing at me and saying, "What's

somewhat puzzled. I couldn't figure out

trembling slightly, but I nodded confidently and said,

took out my phone, opened the photo gallery, and handed it to

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

his look, there was no need for a

saw the pictures on the screen, he was petrified

Annika had never seen this expression on her father's face. She was more nervous than