My Childfree Wife's Hidden Heirs - Chapter 11: Chapter 11
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Sandra thought it was a miracle when she discovered she was pregnant—after all, it had only happened once.
But of course, she didn't know the truth. Morgan had already struck a deal with a black-market organization, preparing fertilized embryos in secret. While she lay unconscious, they were implanted into her womb. To maximize the chances, he'd even inserted two.
The children she gave birth to weren't hers at all. The moment they were born, Morgan shipped them off to an orphanage.
Meanwhile, the son she had loved and raised—Adam—was actually Morgan's own child with his wife. And Anna? Just a discarded baby Morgan had picked up to fill the role.
How could Sandra have known? She barely saw her children, only checking in every few months.
When the truth finally came out, it shattered her. She locked herself away, refusing food, water, or any contact with the outside world. The company? Abandoned.
The scandal exploded across Timberwood Town. Wilson Corporation's reputation crumbled overnight. Rivals seized the moment, mocking her as an emotional wreck unfit for business. "This company was doomed the second Hamilton left," they sneered.
Her parents raged at her at first—then collapsed from the stress and landed in the hospital.
By the time anyone coaxed her out of her self-imposed exile, Wilson Corporation was in ruins. But Sandra didn't care. She handed over control to the shareholders and set off to find Regan.
She couldn't wait any longer. A whole month had already slipped by—what if he disappeared forever?
Another month later, she stood on the vast plains of Noroeste, exhausted and weathered.
I was in a makeshift office, hard hat on, deep in discussion with engineers when she appeared.
The moment she saw me, she froze. Then, voice trembling, tears spilling down her face, she whispered, "Regan… I missed you so much."
The engineers quickly gathered their blueprints and left.
I frowned at the hollow-eyed woman in front of me. "What do you want? I'm busy. This isn't the time for reminiscing."
Her tears welled up again, her words thick with regret. "I was wrong that day—when Adam got hurt. I shouldn't have hit you. I should have trusted you."
I let out a dry laugh. "Doesn't matter. It's over."
She flinched, then tried again, voice shaking. "I was fooled too, Regan. I never knew what kind of monster Morgan was. Adam and Anna—they weren't even mine. He tricked me." She buried her face in her hands, shoulders heaving.
I almost scoffed. Did she really think I'd console her now? Did she expect me to say "It's okay, none of it was your fault"?
But of course, she didn't know the truth. Morgan had already struck a deal with a black-market organization, preparing fertilized embryos in secret. While she lay unconscious, they were implanted into her womb. To maximize the chances, he'd even inserted two.
The children she gave birth to weren't hers at all. The moment they were born, Morgan shipped them off to an orphanage.
Meanwhile, the son she had loved and raised—Adam—was actually Morgan's own child with his wife. And Anna? Just a discarded baby Morgan had picked up to fill the role.
How could Sandra have known? She barely saw her children, only checking in every few months.
When the truth finally came out, it shattered her. She locked herself away, refusing food, water, or any contact with the outside world. The company? Abandoned.
The scandal exploded across Timberwood Town. Wilson Corporation's reputation crumbled overnight. Rivals seized the moment, mocking her as an emotional wreck unfit for business. "This company was doomed the second Hamilton left," they sneered.
Her parents raged at her at first—then collapsed from the stress and landed in the hospital.
By the time anyone coaxed her out of her self-imposed exile, Wilson Corporation was in ruins. But Sandra didn't care. She handed over control to the shareholders and set off to find Regan.
She couldn't wait any longer. A whole month had already slipped by—what if he disappeared forever?
Another month later, she stood on the vast plains of Noroeste, exhausted and weathered.
I was in a makeshift office, hard hat on, deep in discussion with engineers when she appeared.
The moment she saw me, she froze. Then, voice trembling, tears spilling down her face, she whispered, "Regan… I missed you so much."
The engineers quickly gathered their blueprints and left.
I frowned at the hollow-eyed woman in front of me. "What do you want? I'm busy. This isn't the time for reminiscing."
Her tears welled up again, her words thick with regret. "I was wrong that day—when Adam got hurt. I shouldn't have hit you. I should have trusted you."
I let out a dry laugh. "Doesn't matter. It's over."
She flinched, then tried again, voice shaking. "I was fooled too, Regan. I never knew what kind of monster Morgan was. Adam and Anna—they weren't even mine. He tricked me." She buried her face in her hands, shoulders heaving.
I almost scoffed. Did she really think I'd console her now? Did she expect me to say "It's okay, none of it was your fault"?
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