My Husband's Mistress Brought a Fake Heir

Synopsis

On Philip Sinclair's funeral day, the room was shrouded in black veils and white flowers. As his daughter-in-law, I stood alone at the altar, right in front of everyone. Just as the coffin was about to be lifted, a woman in a simple dress rushed out, clutching a boy in her arms, and blocked the doorway. "Mrs. River Sinclair, please let Mr. Philip Sinclair's grandson pay his respects." Her words made the whole room freeze. Even the crying stopped. Everyone knew that Dutton Sinclair and I had been married for five years, and we only had one daughter. The woman threw herself into Dutton's arms, her shoulders shaking with sobs. "Dutt, I couldn't bear to let Mr. Philip Sinclair pass away never knowing he had a grandson. "Truce carries the Sinclair blood, too. Even if I'm not your wife, I still want to bring him here to see his grandfather one last time." She placed a hand on her belly, her voice dropping to a whisper. "And I'm pregnant again. I want to tell Mr. Philip Sinclair this good news in front of his coffin, so he can rest in peace."