After Seeing My Fiancee's Son, I Got Into a Flash Marriage

Outside the Civil Affairs Bureau, I stood in line with my fiancée, waiting to register our marriage.

Suddenly, a little boy ran over and hugged my fiancée’s leg, calling her “Mommy.”

I thought it was some kind of scam—until I saw the soft, affectionate smile on Veronica's face as she bent down and scooped him into her arms.

“This child... he was an accident,” she said gently. “Five years ago, after I had him, Skyler took him abroad. I’ve never met him before—this is the first time I’ve seen him since they returned.”