The CEO Went Mad After I Gave Birth to His Son Without Telling Him
Chapter 1
After being Klein Barrison's secret lover for three years, I found out I was pregnant.
He made it clear he didn't like children and was preparing to marry a wealthy socialite of equal status.
Not wanting to lose my child, I packed my things, took his money, and fled Rey City overnight.
For four years, I raised my child alone, away from that world. My little one grew up stunningly beautiful that he accidentally went viral online.
I started live-streaming with my son and managed to build a thriving career from it.
When people dug into my background and realized I was a single mom, I had to save face by explaining, "Well, I'm widowed."
Life without a man turned out just fine. I gained a devoted following of independent women who admired my strength.
Then one day, I noticed something familiar about the profile picture and IP address of the top donor on my streams.
Looking closer, I thought, "No way. This can't be real."
Klein? Watching short videos? With his uptight, serious demeanor? Impossible.
But then he showed up at my doorstep in the middle of the night. He cornered me against the wall, his eyes dark and dangerous, and growled through clenched teeth, "Widowed? Funny, I don't recall dying."
He grabbed my son, Edmund Croft, by the collar, dragging him forward. His bloodshot eyes burned into mine as he demanded, "And what about this? Care to explain?"