Tycoon and His First Love Stole My Son
For five long years, I had lived in the shadows of a secret marriage with my husband, Stanley Mason. Yet, despite the vows we shared, his heart had never truly been mine. It always belonged to another—his first love. I knew this, and though it stung, I buried my pain deep within me.
For the sake of our daughter, I swallowed my pride and endured the quiet ache of a love that was never fully returned. I told myself that a fractured family was better than none at all, and so I settled for less.
But then, one ordinary day, everything shattered. A photo began to trend online, and there he was—Stanley, standing beside his first love. Between them was a boy.
The three of them were captured in a moment of pure joy, participating in a family activity, their happiness radiating from the screen. My heart sank as I stared at the image. In that moment, I knew I had been fooling myself all along, so I finally gave up.
What I didn't know was that the boy in the photo, the boy who seemed to complete their picture-perfect family, was my son. One of the twins I had nearly died bringing into this world.
It turned out that all those years ago, Stanley had given my son away to his first love...
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