Unveiled: Who is My Son's Father?

My husband wants to elope with his mistress. And he took our son with him—secretly, without a word to me.

Desperate, I chased after their car, clutching my daughter’s hand while I grabbed onto the car door, begging him not to go. I never imagined he’d be so cold-hearted that he would drag me along the road for over 20 meters without even slowing down the car.

Our one-year-old son was crying, calling out for “Mom!” But it didn’t make him stop. The mistress, sitting there smugly, covered my son’s mouth with her hand and stared at me with triumph in her eyes.