My adoptive parents’ real daughter stole my fiancé, Tristan.
To get revenge on her—I slept with him.
Then I got pregn@nt.
Tristan was furious.
He swore he’d make me pay for what I’d done.
So I disappeared.
Five years later, at Tristan and my sister’s wedding—she suddenly accused my son of stealing her ring.
“I should’ve known,” she sneered coldly, “a child raised by a useless mother would turn out just as shameless.”
Then her gaze sharpened.
“Who’s his father?”
“I want to hold him legally responsible.”
The next second, she turned toward Tristan, her voice instantly softening.
“Tris… don’t you agree?”
Tristan bent down and picked my son up, in front of everyone—and said, “I’m his father.”
When We Met Again Our Son Was Five Chapter 09 I looked at him, and something surged inside me, rising from my chest to my throat, then up into my eyes. “I’m not giving you up.” My voice was quiet, but in that silent hospital room, everyone heard it. The corner of Tristan’s mouth lifted […]
When We Met Again Our Son Was Five Chapter 08 “Vanessa, I’m begging you. Please go to the hospital and see her.” Clarissa reached out as if she wanted to take my hand, but I stepped back. Her hand froze in midair. “She caused a scene all night and smashed everything in the hospital room.
When We Met Again Our Son Was Five Chapter 07 Tristan reached out from behind me and caught my wrist. His tie was crooked, his hair had been blown into a total mess by the wind, and his eyes were red, making him look like some kid who’d just been picked on. He looked straight
When We Met Again Our Son Was Five Chapter 06 Tristan brought people over and had the kitchen door open. He looked at me, and there was something in his eyes that I couldn’t read. The second Lucas saw me, he rushed over and threw his arms around my leg. “Mom!” His voice was already
When We Met Again Our Son Was Five Chapter 05 The silence lasted three full seconds before the room blew up. “What? He’s the father?” “When did Tristan Caldwell have a kid?” “What did he just say? He begged her to draw him?” I pressed myself against the crack in the door, and my jaw
When We Met Again Our Son Was Five Chapter 04 Several women who were friendly with the Keller family had already started frowning, pointing at Lucas as they whispered among themselves. “You can tell at one glance that no one raised him properly. Who lets a child barrel around like that at an event like
When We Met Again Our Son Was Five Chapter 03 The next day, I returned to the Keller’s manor as promised. When Josephine walked over in her wedding dress with its long train, I was crouching in a corner, fixing Lucas’ little suit. “Nessa, you came. Perfect timing. There’s something I’d like you to help
When We Met Again Our Son Was Five Chapter 02 Tristan’s gaze was already sweeping over this way. Monica walked up to me, holding Lucas’ hand. “Lucas had a little misunderstanding with that gentleman earlier, and I wanted to tell you what happened…” With my back to Tristan, I lowered my voice as much as
When We Met Again Our Son Was Five Chapter 01 After the real heiress stole Tristan Caldwell—the man I was supposed to marry—I decided to throw caution to the wind. I forced myself on him, then fled as fast as I could. He was roguish yet incredibly handsome. So when I found out I was
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