PART 2
For the next few days, my daughter couldn’t stop talking about him.
According to her, he was kind, successful, respectful, and treated her better than anyone she had ever dated before.
Honestly…
Hearing her so happy made me happy too.
After everything we had survived together, I believed she deserved a good man.
Then finally, she arranged a family dinner so I could meet her fiancé properly.
The entire day, she looked excited.
Meanwhile, I spent hours preparing food and making sure everything was perfect.
Then the doorbell rang.
And honestly…
The moment I opened the door, my entire body froze.
Because standing in front of me was the man who abandoned me while I was pregnant.
The man who denied my child.
The man I had not seen for more than twenty years.
My daughter’s fiancé.
For several seconds, neither of us spoke.
The color immediately drained from his face.
Meanwhile, my daughter smiled happily, completely unaware of what was happening.
“Mom, this is the man I’m going to marry.”
I genuinely thought I was about to collapse.
Because the moment I saw him, I knew exactly who he was.
And judging by the fear in his eyes
PART 3
For the rest of the evening, I could barely focus on anything.
My daughter happily talked about wedding plans while her fiancé sat quietly across the table avoiding eye contact with me.