I wasn’t fond of Mia from the start, my son’s future wife. I bluntly told my son that they wouldn’t make a good fit. The problem was that Mia was obviously after my son’s money and wasn’t concerned with anything else. But I realized that my son was serious about her and that this wasn’t simply another passing fling for him. My husband and I were incredibly worried as their wedding date drew near.
We made unsuccessful attempts to persuade our son to change his mind. Mia became pregnant shortly after their wedding. I noticed our grandchild didn’t at all resemble us when we first saw our daughter-in-law’s newborn at the maternity hospital.
He had pale complexion and blue eyes, as opposed to my son and his wife who had darker skin. Mia most certainly realized that we had discovered her trick, and she stopped talking to us after that. We had our doubts about the boy’s blood relationship because she just sent pictures of him.
We came to the conclusion that the moment had come to confront our daughter-in-law and tell her the truth. But we had a brilliant plan: we gave the young couple a weeklong vacation at the beach in exchange for watching our grandson. As soon as the young couple had left, we gathered the required items, including the child’s and my husband’s saliva, and placed an order for a paternity test.
When the outcomes came in, they supported our suspicions. When our son came home, we joyfully gave him the test results. Without saying a word, he simply seized the infant. He came back a week later with a new test that confirmed he was the child’s biological father.
My spouse was shocked when he stared at me at that same time.It prompted the query, “Who was our son’s real father?” I began to spew rubbish, claiming that our lab must have made a mistake and that everything was a mix-up. I merely managed to wiggle out of sharing the secret I had hidden for more than 30 years, so devil take it.