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00:00My real and fake mom. His handwriting was crooked and uneven. The fake mom takes care of me and dad.
00:06She's like a free housekeeper. The real mom works far away, but she's the one who truly loves me and
00:11dad. I couldn't continue the reading as my fingers failed to turn the page. William Jones, my dear
00:17husband, had just stepped out of the bathroom. He was wrapped in a towel like usual and hugged me
00:22from behind. What did he write? And the next second, his smile froze awkwardly when he saw the words.
00:28His voice also tightened as he reached for the notebook. I didn't let go.
00:32You won't take a kid's word seriously, will you? The teacher's just overreacting.
00:37I turned my head and looked at the man I had loved for 10 years. Suddenly, he seemed completely
00:42unfamiliar to me. I could hear Rob watching his cartoons in the living room. If I was the fake
00:48mom in his essay, then who was the real one? And if Rob was not the one I gave birth
00:53to,
00:53then where had my real child been for all these years?
00:59Jennifer, what are you staring at? It's our 10th wedding anniversary today, so what's
01:06for this year? His tone went casual again. His look was soft and easy, and I'd rather
01:10not have noticed how skillfully he steered the conversation. I stayed silent for a long
01:14moment before taking the small box out from my bag and giving it to him. He opened it with
01:19delight, a limited edition watch he had been eyeing for months.
01:22This is beautiful! You've got great taste, honey!
01:25He kissed my cheek. Will you help me?
01:27He stretched out his arm. I reached out and fastened the watch onto his wrist.
01:3110 years of marriage. I had never forgotten preparing gifts for him on special days.
01:36And yet, he rarely did the same for me. I found excuses for him, but he wasn't expressive in
01:41nature. But then there was Rob's essay. Dad loves giving gifts to the real mom the most because,
01:46he says, the process of preparing a gift is more meaningful than the gift itself.
01:50The innocent words stabbed straight into my heart like a knife, cutting my flesh into pieces.
01:54So it wasn't that he couldn't express himself. It was that all his care had never been for me.
02:00William.
02:01I struggled to speak, choosing my words carefully.
02:04Is there anything you want to tell me?
02:09William is only 6. He doesn't even know what he's saying himself.
02:12I wanted to say more, but he had already turned back toward the bedroom.
02:15For the first time in 10 years, his indifferent look finally made me realize we had never truly
02:20been close to each other. Late at night, he slept soundly beside me. But the words in that essay,
02:25William's awkward smile, all those images just kept replaying in my mind and taking away my sleep.
02:30I rose quietly and stepped out of the bedroom. I saw light at the end of the hallway.
02:34Turned out the door to William's study was slightly ajar. He hated it when I went in uninvited,
02:39and I respected that for all the time. But tonight, something compelled me to open the door.
02:44I searched every corner, hoping for a clue, but found nothing, and my eyes eventually landed on
02:50the photo that was placed in the center of his desk. It was three of us, a happy family that
02:54everyone envies. William held Rob on his shoulders, and I leaned on his side, smiling as if I got
03:00everything I wanted for life. Love seemed to have truly existed, and no one would
03:04doubt it. I ran my fingers over the faces of my husband and kid. Maybe I was overthinking.
03:10Maybe I should not let a six-year-old's word shake my trust in the man that I had shared
03:13ten years with. Guilt and self-reproach flooded me. I sighed and was about to set the frame back
03:18in place. Somehow I noticed that the frame space was slightly loose, so I reached out but the whole
03:23frame just slipped away from my fingers. Crash! The frame fell to the floor. I wanted to pick it up,
03:28but I just froze mid-motion. As I found out the back of the frame was not some sort of
03:33blank board,
03:33but a photo. In the picture, William was standing in the sunlight, his face young and enchanting.
03:38In his arms, it was a girl in a white dress. I held my breath but my body was still
03:43trembling.
03:43I couldn't remember how I managed to turn the photo over, and it took me no effort to recognize
03:48Williams' handwriting at a glance. Dear Sarah, my dearest Sarah Anderson, no matter who I marry,
03:54my heart will always belong to you. How pathetic. What stunned my eyes the most was actually the
04:00date he left in the corner. This was written on the very day before our wedding.
04:06The next morning, after dropping Rob off at school, I didn't head to the office like I usually did.
04:11Instead, I drove to the nearest mobile service hall. I tried so hard to keep my voice as steady as
04:16possible when talking to the clerk. Could you help me check my family phone bills over the past few
04:20months? He worked quickly and soon pulled up the call records from the last six months.
04:25One number immediately stood out. It appeared far too often and was always coming in from a
04:30neighboring town. Most of the calls were made late at night, lasting anywhere from 10 minutes to over
04:36an hour. I wrote down the number quietly and left. That evening, William left his phone charging on the
04:42nightstand and went to shower. The screen was locked, so I entered the password we used to share.
04:47Incorrect. Then I tried his birthday. Our anniversary. A series of numbers tied to
04:52memories only we were supposed to know. Every attempt failed. And I couldn't tell how ironic
04:57it was when I laid my last hope on the eye-watering date written on the back of that photo.
05:00Access granted. My heart sank. I searched through his call history. The number wasn't saved in his
05:06contacts. Instead, I found it on his blocked list. A blocked number, with such frequent call records?
05:13There was only one explanation. He would block the number from time to time after they contacted
05:19each other. A chill crept up my spine. I went through his social media, looking for more traces.
05:24When I entered the number into the search bar, an account popped up. I finally got it. In the
05:30picture over the top, I saw three figures of sunset. A couple with a kid, holding each other's hands so
05:36tightly. And the man's silhouette looked hauntingly familiar. Too familiar that I could straightforwardly call
05:42his name. I put the phone back and called my assistant, Susan. Susan, help me check a number.
05:48As soon as possible.
05:53After hanging up, I walked silently into Rob's room. He was sleeping soundly. William used to say
05:59our son looked just like me. But now, as I studied him carefully, his eyes, his nose, I couldn't find
06:06a
06:06single feature that resembled mine. The pain dug deeper and deeper, never giving me a moment's relief.
06:11A few days later, the school scheduled a full physical checkup for the students. I went to
06:16the hospital with Rob myself. After all the examinations were done, I plucked a few strands
06:21of his hair and sealed them carefully in a plastic bag. That afternoon, I sent the sample, along with
06:25my own, to a testing agency. The results would not be back until a week later. And all I could
06:30do was
06:31anxiously wait while enduring William's more and more frequent late returns, which he claimed were made
06:35to see friends. Before leaving, he'd linger in front of the mirror, fixing his hair with excessive
06:39care. One night, after he left, I followed him. My car trailed us across half the city until he
06:45finally stopped at a hot spring resort on the outskirts. As William stepped out of the car,
06:49a woman in a long dress was already waiting for him. I recognized her instantly. She was the woman
06:54from the photo. William took her handbag as if he had done it a thousand times before, and his arm
06:59wrapped around her waist with practiced ease. He leaned down and whispered something into her ear.
07:03Her face flushed instantly, read all the way to her ears. After a few more murmured words,
07:08the two pressed close to each other and walked into the resort together. I stayed in my car.
07:13The heater was on full blast, yet I felt cold to the bone. Just then, my phone buzzed. An email
07:18from the testing agency. My hands shook so badly that I could barely hold the phone.
07:23I opened the attachment and flipped straight to the last page.
07:29Based on DNA testing, Jennifer Jones is excluded as the biological mother of Rob Jones.
07:33Before this, I had never imagined a short sentence to be a blade dipped in poison.
07:38And at that moment, I could clearly feel how it sliced and tortured me again and again as my eyes
07:43fixed on the page. The child I had raised for six years, loved with every fiber of my being,
07:47had no blood relation to me at all. And then I could see the woman's face overlap with Rob's
07:51features. The resemblance was terrifying, so strong it made my stomach churn. But I remembered clearly,
07:57six years ago, I had specifically arranged a DNA test after Rob's birth because the maternity hospital
08:02had gone through some chaotic situations and he was protected by tight security. The results
08:06had been clear. The baby was ours. So why? Six years later, my son had become someone else's child
08:12and the baby I carried for 10 months, the one I gave birth to, where was he then? I called
08:17my assistant
08:18again. Two things. First, find out the relationship between Sarah Anderson and Rob. Second, no matter the
08:26cost, find my son. There was a brief pause on the other end of the line. Understood. I'll do it
08:31right
08:32away. I went on with my life as usual, just like the whole thing had never happened. I could even
08:37face
08:37William with a smile. The only difference was that I no longer responded to his hugs. And at night,
08:43I stopped staying in the bedroom with him. When he asked, I told him my work had become overwhelming
08:48and that I didn't want to disturb his sleep in the middle of the night. His gaze flickered for a
08:52moment,
08:52but he didn't press the issue. A week later, Susan placed a sealed document envelope on my desk.
08:58We obtained Sarah Anderson's DNA sample through special channels.
09:04A week later, Susan placed a sealed document envelope on my desk. Sarah Anderson's DNA sample
09:10through special channels. We compared it with Rob's sample. My fingers tightened. The results show that
09:15the two are biologically related, mother and son. Even though I had prepared myself for this,
09:21my legs still gave out. I had to grip the edge of the desk to keep from collapsing.
09:26Six years. The child I had poured all my love into for six years carried the blood of another woman.
09:31We went through all the records of your delivery that year. Sarah Anderson actually gave birth on
09:36the same day as you. She checked in alone. And under emergency contact, she wrote,
09:42William Jones. What about her baby?
09:45I demanded. Susan looked down at the file. According to the records, it seemed like there
09:51were complications during delivery. Her newborn was declared deceased three days after birth.
09:57It felt like a puzzle with only a few pieces left. One final step before the truth was complete.
10:02Keep digging. I want every detail about that baby. Yes.
10:07Susan moved quickly. Indeed, my assistant never let me down. It didn't take her too long to track down an
10:14elderly nurse who had once worked in the obstetrics department back then. Susan met the nurse quite
10:18soon. This old lady was nervous and a bit afraid. She would glance around every time before lowering
10:23her voice and speaking. Those two women were sent into the delivery room, almost back to back that
10:29night. But Miss Anderson, she had bad luck. She took an incredibly long time in labor, and the child
10:36supposedly didn't make it. She paused a while, taking the cash out from the envelope that Susan handed her.
10:41She started counting while keeping on, as if it was the only way to suit her mind.
10:46But that's just what we told Outsliders. Good enough to fool most people. But I saw it with my
10:52own eyes. Miss Anderson swapped the babies herself.
10:59The child never died. The whole thing was a lie.
11:03With that, she stuffed the envelope into her bag and hurried away. Susan and I stood there, frozen,
11:08as if the cold had seeped into our bones. When I spoke again, my voice was hoarse beyond
11:13recognition. No matter what it takes, find my son. Days later, all the leads finally converged on a
11:20remote welfare institute in a neighboring town. We got a name. His admission date matched. His age
11:25matched. I couldn't wait any longer. So I drove hundreds of miles alone. Following the address Susan
11:31gave me, the afternoon sun bathed the orphanage courtyard in warm light. Children were running and laughing in
11:36small groups. My eyes searched desperately, scanning every face. Finally, I saw him. I knew it was him.
11:43In a corner far from the crowd, a small figure sat curled up alone. His little hands were bluish from
11:49the cold, his clothes thin and worn. A teacher noticed my gaze and sighed softly.
11:53That's Charlie. He was brought here six years ago, covered in injuries, hardly speaks. He's afraid of
12:00people. No one knows what he has been through. My heartbeat stopped. I recognized him. Even though
12:06we were this far from each other, I still recognized him. That face, so unmistakably similar to mine.
12:12He was my child. What was I doing when he needed his mother the most? I was giving all my
12:17love to
12:18someone else's child. The pain swallowed me whole. I bit down hard, my nails digging deep into my palms.
12:23William Jones. Sarah Anderson. You stole my life and took away my kid. I heard a voice screaming in
12:30my head. I will make you pay for everything you took from me over these six years, a hundredfold,
12:34a thousandfold. After returning from the orphanage, I locked myself in my office. My son got abandoned by
12:43his own father, being left outside to suffer for six years. How should that debt be settled? I've come
12:49up with the perfect plan. Rob's sixth birthday was approaching. William suddenly became unusually
12:54enthusiastic, insisting on throwing his son the grandest birthday party. Rob has never celebrated
13:00his birthday formally. We should invite all the relatives and friends. Let's make it a rousing and
13:06lively one. His eyes flicked toward me. Seemed like he really wanted to know how I feel about it. I
13:11knew
13:11exactly what he was doing. He wanted me to say yes so that he could bring someone who never should
13:16have appeared on the guest list. Then why not take this chance to add some catalyst for them?
13:21I nodded. William, I think it's time for me to return to the family. I want to give you a
13:27big gift
13:27at Rob's birthday party. I booked the most expensive high-end restaurant in the city. Time flew by so fast
13:34and Rob's birthday arrived. He was in his tailored little suit and running excitedly in the room.
13:38Looking at his rosy cheeks, my chest tightened. Even knowing the truth, the love I had given to him in
13:44the past six years couldn't just be erased overnight. He ran over to the dessert table and reached for
13:48his fifth slice of chocolate cake. I walked over and gently stopped him. Too much cake will make
13:54your tummy hurt. He looked up at me, pouted and suddenly shoved my hand away. Don't tell me what
13:59to do, he shouted. Daddy said my real mom mom is coming to my birthday today. I only want my
14:05real mom
14:05to tell me what to do. The laughter around us died instantly and all eyes turned to me.
14:15William hurried over and pulled Rob to his side. Jennifer, he's kidding. Don't take it to heart.
14:21Rob's lips trembled, almost on the verge of tears. At that moment, the door opened and Sarah Anderson
14:27walked in. Rob immediately shook off William's grip and threw himself into her arms. Mommy! Daddy and the
14:34fake mom are bullying me! Sarah bent down and lifted him up, her smile faint as her gaze swept
14:43over me. William stood frozen, his face draining of color. Jennifer, it's a mistake. She's just
14:49Rob's after-school tutor. Thankfully, or perhaps truly, the birthday song began at that exact moment.
14:56The staff pushed in the cake cart, candles glowing softly. William took a deep breath, walked over to
15:02Rob and Sarah, and forced his voice to steady. All right, sweetheart. It's time to make a wish.
15:06Under everyone's gaze, Rob leaned quietly beside Sarah. He closed his eyes, clasped his little hands
15:12together. Thanks everyone for coming to my son's birthday party. I'd like to make an announcement.
15:18Starting today, all my shares will be transferred to my husband and son. William stares at me in shock.
15:24Sarah looks at me with the greedy eyes of a starved wolf. The moment I signed the share transfer
15:29agreement, the real show began even more spectacular than I'd imagined. Wait! I have something to
15:35announce too! Rob is my son! She holds up a DNA test report and shows it to everyone. Sarah turns
15:45to
15:45me. Thank you for raising my son for eight years. Now give him back to me. Right now.
15:56Sorry, babe. Honey, what did you wish for just now? I wish I could change my mom. I want to
16:06be with my
16:06real mom forever. Your son, your husband, your fortune, they're all mine now. William pulls a divorce
16:16agreement out of his pocket. Sign this and get out of our lives right now. Wait a minute. Since you've
16:24given me such a big surprise, it's only fair I return the favor. Bring it up.
16:44I was pulled back to reality. Everything just now was nothing but my fantasy. Rob closed his eyes
16:51clasped his little hands together. I wish I could change my mom. I want to be with my real mom
16:57forever.
16:57Ever. The words fell like rocks. The entire room plunged into dead silence. Everyone was looking
17:03at each other with an embarrassed and stunned face, trying to figure out what happened. I had
17:07never seen William's face turn that pale, ghostly pale. He laughed awkwardly, trying to smooth things
17:13over. Rob, what are you saying? Jen, don't be angry. He's just too excited about this birthday party,
17:20but he because starting to know chap that they never get for bus to city class. I replied with composure.
17:25I'm not angry. Then I took out the document bag I had prepared long ago. I slowly took out the
17:30documents inside. I walked up to Rob and smiled softly. Rob, mommy will make your wish come true,
17:36all right? The room fell into a deathly silence. All eyes shifted back and forth between William and me.
17:42No one can even make a sound. Sarah was still holding Rob's hand, but I could see a hint of
17:47panic on
17:48her face. Rob couldn't understand what was happening. Only his instinct made him curl closer into Sarah's
17:53arms. William was the first to react. His voice rose sharply with anger. Jennifer, what are you
18:00talking about? Rob is our son. He's just a kid. Do you really believe in what he said? People immediately
18:07chimed in as if I was the crazy one who needed to calm down. He's right. Children always say what
18:13they
18:13like. Exactly. You're his mom. How can you be mad at your own son? That's too petty. Is that so?
18:23I turned toward the crowd. Then let me show you something interesting. The DNA report began
18:29circulating through the room. No one was foolish enough to miss the meaning of the cold words.
18:34Muted murmurs broke out. Some of our closest relatives already got embarrassed, and even our
18:39business partners also started to exchange uneasy looks. William lunged into the crowd, snatched the
18:45report and tore it to shreds. Jennifer, have you had enough? What exactly are you trying to do with
18:51these forged things? I looked at the man panting in front of me, and I had never felt so calm
18:56in my
18:56entire life. Would you like me to invite the director of the testing center here, so he can read the
19:01results out loud for everyone? Sarah's expression shifted, but she quickly regained her composure.
19:07Mrs. Jones, I don't know where you got these things, but today is a child's birthday. Do you really
19:13need to put everyone in such an awkward position? A perfectly polished statement. She cleaned herself
19:19of blame and made me sound like the troublemaker, but I don't care. Then I took out the second report.
19:28I believe Ms. Anderson knows better than anyone whether this is a misunderstanding or the truth.
19:33I looked straight at her. Sarah Anderson, or should I call you Rob's biological mother?
19:39That's nonsense! William suddenly rushed at me, trying to snatch the document. I stepped aside,
19:46so he lost his grip and almost fell. I looked at him, the man I had loved for 10 years.
19:51His hopeless
19:52desperation no longer stirred pain in me, but only disgust. I raised the report high and turned to
19:57everyone present, especially the elders. Uncle Matthew, you've known me since I was little, and you also saw Rob's
20:04birth. But you can see, this report clearly shows that Rob's biological mother is Mrs. Sarah Anderson.
20:12The elders' faces turned ashen. Several were so furious that they could barely speak,
20:17fingers trembling as they pointed at William.
20:19William! This, this is absurd. You'd better explain this.
20:24It's not true. Uncle Matthew, listen to me. Jennifer makes up all of these so she can leave me and
20:31make
20:31me the one to blame. You have to believe me. I could never do something like this.
20:36Rob is Jennifer's child. If that's the case, then let's take a look at this.
20:48What I showed them was the transfer records that they made in the six years.
20:52All these years, you gave over 20 million of our fund to Sarah Anderson in the name of
20:57Maternivan educational expenses. The colossal sums made gasps ripple through the room.
21:02Then the screen changed. Photos of a suburban hot spring resort appeared.
21:07What kind of baby supplies or tutoring cost 20 million? And why would two of you need to discuss
21:12Rob's education in a hot spring resort? The image of William holding Sarah and leaning
21:17into whispering her ear was painfully clear. The murmurs exploded. Rob finally sensed something
21:22was wrong. He stood baffled, eyes wide, confusion and fear written across a small face. He called
21:28for his dad. But William had no time for him. Then he turned toward me, eyes reddening. He cried.
21:35I didn't look at him. Sarah's expression finally darkened. She set Rob down and stepped forward.
21:41Her voice was calm and steady. Jennifer Jones, forging evidence and divaming others carries
21:47legal consequences. William and I are just friends and we meet occasionally to chat.
21:52Hatred spilled out from her eyes, but all she showed was a forced smile.
21:56I don't know where you obtained these absurd materials, nor why you're so determined to
22:00slander our reputations. But today is your child's birthday. This is disgraceful. If there's
22:05a misunderstanding, we can settle it privately.
22:10Her pretty and hypocritical look really made me laugh out loud.
22:14Let's talk privately. Privately? Fine. And then let's talk about how the two of us gave birth
22:20on the same day at the same hospital six years ago. The baby who was declared dead shortly after
22:25birth. Sarah Anderson's pupils shrank abruptly when I mentioned that child. The color also drained
22:30from William's face, and now he could only stare at me in pure terror. I asked Susan to go on.
22:35Then she played the recording of the nurse's testimony, followed by archived hospital records,
22:40including the admission form Sarah had filled out years ago. Williams Jones's name was still
22:45clearly presented on the emergency contact list. According to the nurse who was on duty that night,
22:50and the limited records that still exist, Mrs. Anderson gave birth to a baby boy that evening.
22:55The official note stated, congenital weakness, resuscitation failed, deceased. But what's strange
23:03is that there are no detailed medical explanations for this so-called death. No cremation certificate,
23:09no formal death documentation. A newborn baby boy just disappeared from a hospital without a trace.
23:17And almost at the same time, my son, Rob, was born healthy. William, after Rob was born,
23:24I personally arranged an expedited DNA test and had people watch over the process.
23:29The result clearly showed Rob was my child. So tell me, why did the same testing center produce a
23:35completely opposite collusion six years later? William stood frozen, couldn't find his voice.
23:40Unless I took a step forward, stopping right in front of him. Unless you switch the babies from
23:46the very beginning. You and Sarah were already involved back then. And together, you collide with
23:53the hospital to carry out a carefully planned swap. Nonsense. I didn't do it. I would never do that
24:00to my own child. I sneered at him and gestured to Susan. The final image appeared on the screen.
24:06A photograph of a small boy crouched in the corner of an orphanage courtyard, wearing his worn-out clothes.
24:11My little Charlie. William Jones, if Rob is your son, then who is he? Jennifer, this child.
24:18His name is Charlie. Six years ago, he was abandoned at the gate of a remote welfare institute
24:23in a neighboring town. He was covered in injuries, severely malnourished, and still unable to speak.
24:29I took out the third DNA report. But this time, there was no need to pass it around.
24:35Anyone with eyes could see the truth. Charlie was my son. We looked far too alike.
24:40No.
24:41William's legs finally gave out. He collapsed onto the floor. Every mask he had worn,
24:46every excuse he had clung to, shattered in front of the photo. He could deny reports.
24:51He could accuse me of forging evidence. But he could not deny that face, a face uncannily similar
24:57to mine, and even to his own. Blood calling to blood. This was the ironclad truth. No one could
25:03fabricate it. Sarah could no longer hold her gentle and kind demeanor. She no longer looked at William.
25:09Her sharp and venomous gaze fixed on me. Jennifer Jones, what exactly do you want?
25:14I looked around the silent room. I saw shock, anger, and pity in all those eyes. Then I spoke,
25:20each word deliberate and clear. I want you to pay. For every ounce of suffering my son has endured.
25:26Blood for blood. I picked up my phone and called the police. The room erupted instantly. Some rushed
25:33forward, trying to talk me out of it. Some shook their heads and sighed. Others just couldn't wait
25:39to escape this place of scandal and ruin. Sarah lunged toward me, attempting to stop the call,
25:44but failed to get past my bodyguards. William lay collapsed on the floor, his eyes unfocused,
25:49but still he muttered to himself. No, that's not how it should be. Sarah, you said it. You said that
25:56as long as we switched the babies, as long as I raised Rob for you, then we could be together
26:01forever. You promised you'd love me for the rest of my life. His broken rambling, uncontrolled,
26:07desperate, unwittingly tore open the final layer of truth. Sarah could not maintain her gesture anymore.
26:13Her voice turned shrill. William Jones, are you crazy? What are you talking about? But William was
26:19already beyond fear. He slowly lifted his head and looked at her at that unfamiliar, twisted face.
26:25After all these years, it was as if he were seeing her clearly for the first time. His terror and
26:30despair
26:30that had been buried for years were finally exposed all at once. He burst out laughing and his tears
26:35streaming down. I'm crazy? Yes, I am! Pointing at her with a shaking hand. Sarah Anderson,
26:49you were the one who may abandon my own child. You contact that doctor. You convinced me to pay off
26:57the nurses and the DNA testing center. You said that once Rob became the heir of Jennifer Smith
27:03family, we could use her connections to climb our way up. And when the time was right, we'd leave
27:10together. It's you! William was on the verge of a breakdown, quivering violently as if foreseeing the
27:19impending judgment. The room filled with gasps. Sarah's composed mask shattered completely. Her eyes burned
27:26with savage hatred, as if she wanted to tear William apart on the spot. She smashed the wine glass beside
27:32her, grabbed a shard, and charged at him. You idiot! You think you can frame me? William staggered back,
27:41as though he'd just heard the cruelest joke in the world. Regret streamed down his face.
27:46Sarah, you were the one who said you wanted the Smith family's power. You begged me to give your son
27:51the chance to be raised in the Smith family. Shut up! Shut up! She completely lost control,
27:58lunging forward and slashing the shard toward his neck. Just as it was about to reach his artery,
28:02the bodyguards rushed in and pinned her down. William coughed violently, blood foaming at the
28:07corner of his mouth. His face turned deathly pale as he tried to scream something at Sarah,
28:12but his vocal cords were damaged. No one could understand him anymore. He turned toward me,
28:18tears rolling down his face, and the part of my heart that once beat for him was utterly still.
28:23Sarah continued raging, her eyes bloodshot as she glared at me.
28:27Jennifer Smith, you win! But your son suffered! Who do you think is to blame for that?
28:32Blame yourself for marrying a fool! Blame your oath in the blindness! I only took advantage of the
28:38situation and sent my son into a wealthy family so he could get the best education.
28:42What did I do wrong? Isn't that what any mother would do for her child?
28:45So, you think this gives you the right to switch babies and abandon mine?
28:51Sarah Anderson, your love is revolting.
28:55At that moment, the piercing wail of sirens stopped downstairs. Heavy footsteps echoed rapidly
29:00toward the door. I stood there, watching a lie that had been carefully crafted for 10 years collapse
29:04before my eyes. The police took William and Sarah away for further investigation.
29:09Rob's birthday banquet ended in chaos. The scandal spread through the city like wildfire.
29:13I left Susan to handle the aftermath. As for me, I got back into my car and drove straight to
29:20the
29:20orphanage. With the DNA test results, I could formally complete the adoption procedures.
29:25When I finally got to approach the corner where Charlie had long stayed, I saw him curled into
29:29himself, his small body shaking uncontrollably. I didn't touch him but slowly crouched down in front
29:35of him. Charlie, don't be afraid. I'm your mom. I'm here to take you home.
29:44He didn't respond but trembled even worse. I knew that six years of absence and harm couldn't be undone
29:50overnight. Healing would take patience and time. I let the child care specialist who came with me
29:55approach him gradually. After a long while of gentle coaxing, he finally allowed himself to be held.
30:00One of the orphanage teachers told me that Charlie loved to draw, especially the sea. His paintings
30:06were all about different oceans. Endless oceans. So I brought him back to the city and bought an
30:11apartment by the coast just for him. Just for him. He loved painting, so I designed a studio for him,
30:17which had floor-to-ceiling windows facing the sea. There, I arranged for child care specialists and
30:22psychologists to rotate around the clock, staying with him at all times. Meanwhile, Susan's investigation
30:28made a decisive breakthrough. Under overwhelming psychological pressure and irrefutable evidence,
30:33Sarah Anderson's defenses collapsed. She confessed to everything. After a lengthy trial, the court
30:39delivered its final verdict. Sarah Anderson was sentenced to 10 years in prison for fraud,
30:44child abandonment, and multiple related crimes. William Jones received the same sentence,
30:5010 years for fraud and abandonment. What awaited them was a future without light or end.
30:55After that, I gave most of my time to Charlie. Following the psychologist's advice, I slowed
31:01everything down, offering nothing but steady, consistent companionship. A few months later,
31:06after settling all remaining affairs in the city, I took Charlie to a warm, coastal country far away.
31:12There were no acquaintances there. No memories of the past. I gave him a new name. Charles Smith.
31:19I hoped only one thing for him, that his life would be safe and peaceful. I sold most of my
31:24shares in
31:24the company and established a family trust fund, ensuring Charles would never have to worry about
31:28his future and that I would have the time to be there as he grew up. In the new environment,
31:33Charles slowly began to lay his guard down. He started receiving early education from a private
31:38tutor. Progress was slow, but he was finally willing to try. And one day, he began to call me mom.
31:44One evening, I took him for a walk by the sea. The setting sun dyed the ocean gold and red.
31:50The sea breeze brushed gently against Charles's cheeks. He shook off my hand and ran ahead,
31:55leaving a trail of small footprints in the sand. Suddenly, he stopped and bent down,
32:00picking something up. He turned around and ran back toward me, holding a seashell in his hand,
32:05the sunset glowing behind him. His eyes reflected the golden light and my silhouette.
32:10I crouched down and gently touched his cheek. I could not tell how happy I was. He blinked,
32:16then smiled. In that moment, I realized that the wounds of the past might never fully fade.
32:21But a new life had already begun. The past 10 years had been a carefully woven nightmare.
32:26But the future is promising, and I would use all my strength to give Charles a perfect life.
32:31The sea breeze continued to blow, and the sun slowly sank beneath the horizon.
32:35I took Charles's hand, and together, we walked along the shore toward our home.
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