All Chapters of Ex-Mate and Son Begged Me Back: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

(Olivia's POV)"Mom! Please help us!" Oliver cried out again when he saw me at the window.I studied them coldly, unmoved by Derek's battered appearance. This man who had lied to me for years, who had kept his ex-girlfriend close while pretending to love me, was no longer my concern.My eyes shifted to Oliver. Despite everything, he was still my biological son. I quickly scanned him for injuries, but he appeared physically unharmed - just tired and frightened."Olivia," Derek called up, his voice hoarse. "Please, just let us in. We have nowhere else to go."I closed the curtains without responding and reached for my phone. After not having to spend money on a husband and son who didn't appreciate me, I had allocated $10,000 a month to hire two very strong guards for the property.I sent a quick text: "Intruders at the front door. Please escort them off the property."Within minutes, I heard deep voices outside. Through the crack in the curtains, I watched as my new guards - two massive

(Olivia's POV)I stood before the Pack Council, my evidence neatly organized on the table before me. The grand chamber was packed with wolves who had come to witness the proceedings. In the front row sat Derek, Rachel, and Oliver, all looking worried as they should be.The head councilor, an elderly white-haired wolf named Elder Thorn, called the session to order."Dr. Winters, you may present your evidence," he said.I nodded, connecting my tablet to the projection system."I'd like to start with the video from my son's fifth birthday party," I said, my voice steady despite my churning emotions.The large screen behind me flickered to life, showing Oliver standing before his birthday cake, his eyes bright with excitement."Make a wish, sweetheart!" my voice called from behind the camera.Oliver closed his eyes tightly, then opened them with a big smile."I wish Rachel could be my mommy," he announced.The audience gasped collectively. I paused the video, letting the weight of those wo

(Olivia's POV)I shakily grabbed my car keys and headed out the door, Derek had obviously heard the call as well and he tugged on my hand." You need to stabilize yourself, Olivia, let me drive. "For once, I didn't argue. Every second counted.We raced through the rain-slicked streets, neither of us speaking. "What happened?" I finally asked, breaking the silence. "How did he get exposed to dairy?"Derek shook his head. "I don't know. Rachel was watching him while I went to see you."A cold dread settled in my stomach. "Rachel? The same woman who brought buttercream cake to his birthday after I explicitly warned about his allergy?"Derek didn't answer, but his knuckles whitened on the steering wheel.We screeched into the hospital parking lot, both leaping out before the car fully stopped. I ran through the automatic doors with Derek close behind me.Sarah was waiting in the lobby, her face drawn with worry. She rushed toward me."He's in Treatment Room 3," she said, already leading th

(Olivia's POV)I looked down at Oliver, his small face twisted with accusation as he claimed Rachel had tried to kill him. The absurdity of his statement almost made me laugh."She didn't try to kill you, Oliver," I said flatly. "She just didn't know how to take care of you properly."I crossed my arms and studied him dispassionately. It was fascinating how quickly children could switch loyalties when their comfort was threatened.If I had some softness in my heart just a moment ago, now all that was left in my heart was discouragement and disappointment.When did my son become like this? Or is the power of genetics so great that at a young age he has picked up the indifference and selfishness in his father and turned into a refined egoist.I couldn't believe that this was the son I had worked so hard to conceive and give birth to, and I understood why he chose Rachel over me. Because at the time, he didn't know that he was dependent on me to provide for him, he naturally chose the "mo

(Olivia's POV)I stared at Derek as he proclaimed his love for me, his eyes filled with desperation. Oliver still clung to my legs, his tiny body trembling with each sob. Rachel sat on the floor, holding her reddened cheek, her previous confidence shattered.The room fell silent except for the beeping monitors and Oliver's ragged breathing.I took a deep breath and allowed a small smile to form on my lips."I believe you," I said softly.Derek's face lit up instantly. Hope bloomed in his eyes like wildflowers after rain. His shoulders relaxed, and he exhaled sharply."Thank you," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. "I promise I'll—""I believe that you love me," I continued, cutting him off. "I believe that Oliver wants me back as his mother now."I reached down to stroke Oliver's hair gently. He looked up at me, his tear-stained face brightening with hope."Mommy?" he whispered."But it doesn't change anything," I said, my smile never faltering.Derek's expression froze. "What