My Ex-Husband Invited Me to His Son’s Birthday to Mock Me as “Barren”—But When I Walked In, I Brought Someone He Thought Was Long Gone

I helped her up onto the stage.

Doña Soledad looked at her son.

She congratulated the boy on his birthday.

Then she asked why Franco looked like he had seen a ghost.

Wasn’t he happy to see the mother he had already buried before the world?

Franco tried to justify himself, saying everything had been for her protection.

Doña Soledad let out a cold laugh.

Protection or greed?

She took the microphone and spoke to everyone.

She revealed that Franco had faked her illness to steal the company.

And that thanks to me—the daughter-in-law he called useless—she had returned.

Then she looked at Jessica and the baby.

She mentioned the supposed heir.

I handed her a brown envelope.

Doña Soledad opened it.

She explained that she had ordered a DNA test with the help of a private investigator.

She looked at Franco with pity and contempt.

“Franco, you are the sterile one. Not her.”

Therefore, the child could not be his.

The real father was his driver, with whom Jessica had been having a relationship before she approached him.