On my son’s fifth birthday, my husband brought another woman and claimed she was his “real mother.”

Part 3
The entire garden went dead quiet.

Marco tried to laugh, but his voice shook. “He’s just a child. He imagined it.”

I looked at him calmly.

“No, Marco. He didn’t imagine anything.”

I raised my phone.

“After Leo told me what he heard, I sent the coffee you prepared for me to be tested. The results came back before the party.”

Marco’s confidence disappeared.

I continued, “And as for Valerie being Leo’s mother, that lie ends now. I carried Leo. I gave birth to him. The doctor who delivered him is standing right here.”

Dr. Ramirez, one of our guests, stood up and said firmly, “Andrea is Leo’s mother. I was there when he was born.”

Valerie panicked and shouted, “Marco, you said this plan was safe!”