They Say I Have A Bastard Son

Synopsis

On the day I was back with the Fisher family, I had just stepped through the door and hadn't even spoken yet when a five- or six-year-old boy suddenly rushed in. The little boy, Alex, claimed to be my son, saying I'd had him out of wedlock with some guy, and then abused him. Alex sobbed, "Grandma, Mom says she's the real heiress and wants to come back to enjoy all the wealth and luxury. "I'm just her shame, her burden. I don't deserve to come with her. "But I really want to see you all. Even if Mom beats me to death, I'll accept it." As he spoke, he peeked at me nervously. Daniel Fisher, the eldest son of the Fisher family, frowned in disgust. "How shameless. You're a disgrace to our family!" Kyla Fisher, the fake heiress, put on a show of sympathy. "Daniel, don't blame Jayda. She just made a mistake. The kid is innocent." Hearing that, Alex took out a photo of us together, looking close and affectionate. He held my hand, his gaze lingering on me. "Mom, I'll go. "From now on, I'll disappear. I'll keep surviving on garbage. I swear I won't ruin your reputation with the Fisher family!" I turned my head at him and couldn't help but laugh. I never said I was the real heiress who got switched at birth.