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I returned to the country with my five-year-old son and unexpectedly ran into my ex-boyfriend at the airport. “Annalise, it’s been seven years and you still haven’t figured things out? Clara’s even willing to let you stay as the second wife, yet you’re still holding onto your pride?” Seven years ago, I was just about to marry Remington Washington when he left me at the altar and married someone else, suggesting I settle for a lower status. When I refused, he arranged for me to be taught a lesson and sent me overseas. Now, Remington’s eyes lit up as my son tugged at my shirt, calling me “Mom.” He seemed inappropriately excited. “Annalise, so you really were pregnant back then. If you let this child be recognized under Clara’s name, she might forgive you.” I couldn’t help but laugh at his proposal. “What are you thinking? I’m married now. The child is mine and my husband’s.” Remington hesitated at my response, then let out a derisive laugh. “Annalise, who are you trying to fool? You used to beg to stay, crying that you couldn’t marry anyone else. How could you have a husband now?” His expression was full of disdain and mockery as he glanced at my child. Matthew cowered behind me, frightened, which seemed to only amuse Remington more. He raised an eyebrow and tried to push past me. “Enough, Mr. Washington. We’re history. This child has nothing to do with you. We’re here for a reason and have responsibilities