My CEO Husband Denies Our Son, So I Deny Him

I've been in a secret marriage with my CEO husband, Mitchell Clayton. But Mitchell keeps making our son, Aster Clayton, call him "Uncle Mitch" the whole time. In order to make it up to Aster, Mitchell has given him unlimited wealth.

But on the day of Aster's birthday, Mitchell hands over the gift that Aster has been eagerly looking forward to the most to his ex-girlfriend's daughter, Stacy Padilla.

The gift is a bouquet of flowers made of handmade lucky stars that I've spent half a year folding.

As I stare at the empty table, I feel my heart sinking to the pits of my stomach. Then, I call a real estate agent immediately.

"Hello, I'd like to purchase a villa that's located in Northern Yewrope. Make it quick."

"A villa? Mr. Clayton's secretary never brought it up to me before. Have you gotten it all mixed up, ma'am?"

"No," I reply in a low tone. "I'd like to purchase the villa under my own name. If you breathe a word about this to Mitchell, I'll sue your company under the reason of leaking your clients' privacy."

After receiving a positive response from the agent, I end the call. Still, I remain rooted to the spot for a long time.

Once I return to the banquet hall, Aster tugs at the hem of my dress.

"Mom, where's Uncle Mitch? He promised me that he'd attend my birthday party."

I feel tears stinging my eyes as I pull Aster into a hug.

"Sweetie, he will never be here. Let's not wait for him anymore, okay? Mommy will bring you to a better place."

Stars will cover the sky there. None of them will get stolen ever again.

As for a certain father who keeps breaking his promises, he will never get to see us ever again.

Cherie's POV

However, my son, Aster Clayton, shook his head and said determinedly, "No. Daddy promised me he'd be here."

I sighed helplessly. Aster really did take after Mitchell Clayton when it came to being stubborn.

So, I had no choice but to wait with Aster, but the only phenomenon we witnessed was the guests all leaving the party one after another.

Before long, there were only the maids left with us. They told us that the guests had all left our party to attend Stacy Padilla's party instead.

Aster stood in the corner, his eyes red-rimmed as he huffed and complained, "Why does she always have to compete with me? Why won't she even leave me and my birthday party alone? If Dad—If Uncle Mitch sees nobody turning up for my party, he's going to be really upset!"

I didn't know how to comfort him when I saw how anxious and upset he was. After all, the "Uncle Mitch" he kept mentioning hadn't just abandoned him but had also gone to attend Stacy's party as well.

In fact, Mitchell had also taken along with him the only birthday present Aster had received.

I just