A Deadly Affair
My husband died in a fire trying to save me, leaving behind a mountain of debt and a newborn child.
I worked hard to pay off the debt while raising the child, only to unintentionally discover that my husband hadnât died at all. Instead, he was sleeping with my cousin.
âHoney, youâre so clever. You transferred all the company funds and faked your death, leaving that stupid wife of yours to shoulder all the debt.
âSheâs so clueless that she doesnât even realize the son sheâs raising isnât hers, that I swapped him out. Once sheâs done paying off the debts, the three of us can live a great life together.â
I silently sneered, pretending I knew nothing, and continued to raise the child.
Twenty years later, my son returned home after studying abroad. The company went public in New York. On the day of the IPO, my cousin appeared arm in arm with my husband, holding a paternity test.
âClaire, your husband never died. Weâve been together all these years. Alex is my son. Now that youâve been his mother for so long, isnât it time to return him to me?â
My husband also presented a divorce agreement. âI built this company from scratch. Itâs premarital property. Sign the divorce papers, walk away with nothing, and you can leave now.â
I smiled and told him, âIâve prepared a special gift for you too. I wonder if youâll like it."