It turned out that during my delivery, my baby had been taken to another hospital ward. That same day, Rebecca, the wife of a wealthy businessman, had also given birth.
But Rebecca’s husband had dreamed of having a biological child for years, and when he discovered that the baby wasn’t his, he threatened to divorce her and leave her with nothing.
Rebecca had turned to someone she knew who worked at the hospital.
My husband had tried to gather evidence, but during that time, our relationship had fallen apart. He left, promising that one day he would return with the truth.
However, three years later, he died in a car accident.
I immediately went to Rebecca’s house.
The door was opened by the same girl Linda had shown me in the photograph.
She looked at me and whispered,
“Are you my real mother?”
I could no longer hold back my tears.
