— Why didn’t you tell me right away that Pasha is my son?! Were you trying to blackmail him together with your husband?!
— N-no! — I recoil in horror. — I didn’t want to! Zhenya himself went to the journalists, honestly.
— In any case, you’ll stay in the city! And you will do what I tell you!
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My husband and I couldn’t have a child, and Zhenya convinced us to do IVF. And six years later, he kicked our son out of the house to his friend — the real father of my child.