The woman had been married only recently, not even two years before. And all these two years, everyone – from former school friends to distant relatives – looked at her askance.
Of course, the provincial woman managed to marry a metropolitan oligarch twice her age.
And she fell in love with her future husband like a cat. At first, she did not know that he owned stocks and factories. They met at a morning jog in the park. He turned out to be a pleasant man, and they both enjoyed running together. At the time, the woman did not know that his security guards were running nearby.
Somehow, it all spun out on its own and ended in a wedding. Accompanied by oblique glances from people. But the girl didn’t care about any of that. Her lover was with her, and she would get over the rest.
Soon the girl became pregnant. At the ultrasound, the doctor announced to the happy parents that they were expecting an heir. They were both over the moon.
The sturdy boy was born on time, and it was decided to name him after his grandfather. When the son was discharged, he was given in his father’s arms, and the happy young parents went home.
At home, the woman who had taken the baby in her arms suddenly cried out: “That’s not my baby! Where is my son? That’s not my baby!” The husband thought his wife had postpartum depression, called a doctor, and the doctor gave the woman a sedative. But the next day, the woman repeated the same thing, refusing to feed her son.
The husband wanted to send his wife to a psychiatric clinic for treatment, but he was alerted by the baby’s tests. The boy did not have bad blood clotting, which is passed from father to son a hundred percent of the time.
A DNA test confirmed the mother’s intuition-the baby wasn’t theirs. But then where was their son? The man called everyone he could. And a terrible truth was revealed to him – his right hand made a deal with a pediatric nurse who substituted their son for the rejected child. And he took their child to get all of the couple’s assets.
The child was returned to the mother. It was as if the woman had climbed out of the swamp of hopelessness that was sucking her in. Her child was there. What about the other child, the one no one wanted now…
But no, that wasn’t true, they did need him. They decided that where there was one child, there would be two. And two sons is double happiness…
