After fifteen years of being childfree, I discovered that my husband's illegitimate son lived upstairs.
The day we divorced, I left quietly, without even taking the house we'd bought together.
Everyone laughed at me, saying I was foolish, old and past my prime, and thrown out on the street.
That is, until my scumbag ex's company went bankrupt overnight and he begged me through tears to spare him.
And until a convoy of cars belonging to the capital's most powerful family pulled up outside my home, and a distinguished man dropped to one knee before everyone.
“Wanqing, Qingqing needs a father, and I... need you.”
I lead out the sweet little girl behind me and smile.
“Mr. Lu, first explain why your son looks exactly like my daughter.”
