Too Late for Love, My Son and I Don't Care Anymore
After discovering that my CEO wife, Sabrina Greyson, was putting her divorced best friend, Martin Crawford, and his child over our family, I started teaching our son Leo to call her ‘Ms. Greyson’.
Martin called Sabrina away late at night when Leo had a fever, and she went. I touched Leo's hot forehead and asked him to bid her goodbye.
We had agreed to accompany Leo to his school’s parent-teacher meeting when Martin called in tears, saying that his son, Teddy, did not have a mother to accompany him. Sabrina just left without hesitation.
I did not even look up as I handed my phone to Leo, asking him to pose as Sabrina and make up an excuse in the parents' chat group for why she could no lon