I Divorced Him in Secret—Now He and Our Son Want Me Back

The year I was in a car accident, my boyfriend, Matthew Sinclair, donated more than half of his blood to save my life. He even knelt before the altar for three days and nights, praying that I would make it through safely. When I regained consciousness in the hospital, the first thing I did was accept his marriage proposal. He was overjoyed. He personally decorated the wedding venue, and we tied the knot in London. A video of our $100 million wedding went viral online, and everyone believed he was madly in love with me. I thought so too. So, in our first year, I gave birth to a son, and Matthew named him Matthias Sinclair. He told me that the name was made by combining the word from both our names. I was so happy, my heart feeling as sweet as honey. Year after year went by. People talk about the seven-year itch, but Matthew and I only grew more in love. The year our son turned seven, he even won first place in a piano competition. He proudly handed me his certificate. "My success is all thanks to you, Mom. Without you, I wouldn't be where I am today." But that very night, I saw with my own eyes that Matthew, the man who loved me more than his own life, holding another woman in his arms. And my dear son stood in front of her, smiling as he looked up and handed her his trophy.