I Uncovered My Boyfriend's Double Life and Started to Fight Back novel Chapter 8

According to my friend, the wedding was called off.

Chloe found out that Nina's child's birth certificate listed Ethan as the father and sued him for bigamy.

He was sentenced to two years in prison.

Meanwhile, I finally met my birth parents.

My father stood tall, his well-tailored suit exuding calm authority, his wristwatch understated yet luxurious.

Though time had etched fine lines around his eyes, they still held a deep, loving warmth.

My mother stood beside him, dressed in an elegant suit, her soft curls framing her gentle face.

I ran toward them, my heart pounding.

Memories of countless lonely, painful nights flooded my mind, and my eyes welled up with tears.

My mom choked back her words, pulling me into a tight embrace, crying uncontrollably.

Later, I learned that when I was two, my mom had taken me to the park.

A girl my age had held my hand and asked me to play in the sand.

My mom had been chatting with the girl's mom when the girl said her dad was in the car and asked me to go with her to get something.

I was too young to know better and followed her, only to be grabbed by a trafficker and shoved into a car.

I don't remember how I escaped, but I ended up on the streets where Mother Grace from the orphanage found me and took me in.

My dad told me that for over twenty years, he and my mom had taken turns running the company while the other traveled the world searching for me.

Our living room was filled with boxes, toys, newspapers, and fans, all bearing missing person flyers with my photo, distributed across the globe.

My mom held my hand, tears streaming down her face: "Sweetheart, we never gave up looking for you."

"Thank God, last month, the director of your orphanage called after seeing our flyer on a package."