Cruel Wife Discards Her Real Heir
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The day I was released from the correctional facility, my wife, Serena, was there to meet me.
She stood by her sleek black Porsche, lighting a cigarette. Through the swirling grey smoke, her expression was a mask of cold indifference.
"Miles," she said, her voice devoid of any warmth. "While you were away, I started sponsoring an underprivileged student."
She paused, watching a hawk circle the perimeter of the prison. "He’s an orphan. All his life, all he ever wanted was a family. In the three years you were gone, we... we had a child together."
