All Chapters of Ex-Mate and Son Begged Me Back: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Olivia's POV:"I want Rachel to be my mommy."Today is my son Oliver's 5th birthday, and I couldn't help but feel my heart shatter when he made his wish. Standing before his birthday cake, his small voice rang out clear and determined: "I want Rachel to be my mommy."The words hit me like a physical blow. Rachel - my mate Derek's secretary. The woman who's been spending more and more time with my son lately.As the Head Healer of Blood Moon Pack, my schedule is always packed. Our pack depends on my healing abilities, and the income I bring in keeps our family afloat. Derek's werewolf medicine company hasn't been doing well lately, and most of our expenses rely on my salary.I've had to make compromises. Sometimes, I ask Rachel to help with picking up and dropping off Oliver at school. I knew Oliver was fond of her, but this... this was something else entirely."Sweetheart," I started, my voice barely above a whisper, "you know that's not how it-"I was about to explain to him that he co

Olivia’s POV:I was about to leave, tears burning in my eyes, when the teacher's voice called out behind me."Wait! Please, just a moment." She hurried over, her face creased with concern. "I think we should sort this out properly."My feet felt heavy as I turned back. The whispers hadn't stopped, but now they held a note of uncertainty."Oliver," the teacher called out firmly. "Come here right now."Oliver dragged his feet as he approached, shooting annoyed glances at Rachel, who still stood by the playground equipment."Oliver," the teacher crouched down to his level, her voice gentle but serious. "I need you to think very carefully about what you're saying. This is a very serious matter. Are you absolutely sure about what you told us?""Why does everyone keep asking me the same thing?" Oliver's voice rose with frustration. "I already said Rachel is my mom! She picks me up every day! She helps me with my homework! She makes me special snacks!" He jabbed a finger in my direction. "Tha

Olivia’s POV：My hands trembled as I replayed the video. This time, I noticed something in the background - a promotional poster hanging on the boutique wall."Buy a luxury bag, get a free silk scarf!"The same brand. The same blue scarf Derek had just given me.My "special gift" was nothing but a freebie from the bags my own money had bought for Rachel.I sank into a kitchen chair, my legs no longer able to support me. The beautiful dinner Derek had prepared suddenly looked like ash.I'm such a fool that my son prefers my husband's first love and doesn't want me to be his mom. My husband pretends to defend me in public and betrays me in private.I'd built this family with my own hands. Supported it with my own money. I never cared that Derek wasn't rich - I only wanted his love.But they'd been consuming me like vampires. Using me. Betraying me at every turn.I forced myself to watch more of the video. The boutique clerk's voice drifted through the speakers:"Your son is so sweet! You

(Olivia's POV)The harsh fluorescent lights of the hospital ceiling came into focus as I blinked away the darkness. My head throbbed with a dull pain as I tried to push myself up on my elbows. I felt disoriented, my thoughts fuzzy around the edges."She's awake!" Derek's voice cut through the fog in my mind.I turned my head to see Derek sitting between two hospital beds - one I was lying in, and the other holding Oliver. His small frame looked even tinier against the white sheets, his leg elevated and heavily bandaged.Derek jumped up and rushed to my side, his face a mask of concern. "Thank the Moon Goddess you're alright. You scared us, honey."His hand reached for mine, but I pulled away. The divorce papers lay on the small table between us, a stark reminder of reality.Oliver, on the other hand, didn't even look at me. His lips were pursed tightly, his gaze fixed firmly on the ceiling above him. The complete indifference in his expression was like a knife to my heart."I told you

(Olivia's POV)I stood frozen in the doorway of what used to be my bedroom, staring at Rachel's possessions that had replaced mine. The perfume bottles on the vanity, the unfamiliar clothes hanging in the closet – all evidence that she had been planning this takeover for some time.Derek appeared behind me, his breath catching when he saw my expression."Olivia, I can explain..." he started, his voice wavering between guilt and defensiveness.I turned slowly to face him. "Please do."He ran his hand through his hair, a gesture I once found endearing but now recognized as his tell when he was about to lie."It's not what it looks like," Derek said, glancing nervously toward the stairs where Oliver was struggling to make his way up with his injured leg."Really? Because it looks like you've moved your mistress into my house while I was at the hospital with our son," I replied, my voice eerily calm.Rachel appeared at the top of the stairs, helping Oliver. Her face wore an expression of p