Discovering My Dead Son Is Alive

Synopsis

It wasn't until the ninth year of my marriage that I found out the truth. My husband had given my son to his first love to raise. When I found out, my son was already seven. He needed proper registration papers to start elementary school. My husband sat across from me, guilt all over his face, and suggested a "fake" divorce. "Switching the baby back then was the only option," he said. "Eloise couldn't have children. Life was hard for her in that family. "Don't worry. Once the kid gets enrolled, we'll remarry right away." I looked at the boy standing behind him and saw the hatred in his eyes aimed straight at me. Something inside me went completely numb. I nodded calmly and signed the divorce papers. While my husband and Eloise happily went to register their marriage, I boarded a one-way flight to the other side of the world, leaving this family for good.