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?"

suddenly while looking at

was obvious that he now considered me the child's

she is not the child's mother. You're

a bit excessive. She quickly grabbed the old man and pressed him back

pointing at me

left me somewhat puzzled. I couldn't figure

were trembling slightly, but I nodded confidently and said, "Yes, the boy is Arton's

I took out my phone, opened the photo gallery, and

taken when he visited Pleca Park. He was at his happiest, and his adorable expressions

there was no need for a DNA test. He resembled the old man in front

eagerly took my phone. When he saw the pictures on the screen, he was

was more nervous than anything else. She