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“What are you doing here?” he stammered, his expression changing as his gaze fell upon the baby in its mother’s arms.
I jumped up, filled with anger.
– Your so-called “business trip to England”… was that just a pretext to secretly take care of your illegitimate son?
The atmosphere in the room became stifling. My mother-in-law clutched the baby, my father-in-law froze at the door, while beads of sweat formed on my husband’s forehead.
Admit it! This child is yours, isn’t it?!
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