Not My Ex's Child… but His Father's

Lewis Gordon says he likes older women. Seeing that he's young, energetic, and good in bed, I agree to be his girlfriend.

But when he runs into me with his friends while I'm dressed in business attire, he is stunned and doesn't know how to react.

Then, he quickly introduces me. "She's just a neighbor like an auntie."

What? Middle-aged? I immediately break up with him.

He sends a clumsy explanation, "When you dress like a middle-aged woman, it's really embarrassing for me."

I block him and don't bother replying.

Five years later, I bring my son along to celebrate my husband's godfather's birthday.

Lewis shows up, holding hands with his girlfriend.

When he hears my son call Johann Tucker "Grandpa Johann," he pulls a long face.

He blurts, "This is my son, right? He should be calling him great-grandfather."

I shoot him a look of pure disgust. "He's not your son."

Lewis points at my son's face and sneers, "Look at his eyes and his face. He looks exactly like me. How can you still insist he's not my son?"

All I can think of is my extremely jealous husband. If he hears Lewis claiming that he's my son's father, will he go crazy and kill him?

I rubbed my forehead in frustration.

In front of me stood my ex, Lewis Gordon, whom I hadn't seen in five years. He looked like he was about to blow a fuse.

I took a deep breath and said again, "Lewis, I'm telling you again. He is not your son. We are over, so please stop pestering me. After all, the best exes are the ones who are as good as dead. If you run into them, the most respectful thing is to act like you've never met."

I glanced over at my son, Damon Bauer.

It was the 90th birthday of Johann Tucker, my husband's godfather. He hadn't met me and Damon yet, so he insisted my husband, Elliot Bauer, bring both of us along.

But halfway there, Elliot had an urgent matter to take care of, so I came ahead with Damon.

Damon sweetly called out "Grandpa Johann", which made Johann so happy that he immediately gave Damon some pocket money. He pulled Damon close and wouldn't let go.

Damon was smiling sweetly in Johann's arms, making the old man blush with joy.

When I turned my gaze back to Lewis, I saw the mocking smile in his eyes.

"Alicia Chapman, you're something else. Back when I was young and naive, you played me into being your boyfriend. I can't believe I actually dated an older woman like you. I never would've guessed you'd secretly gotten pregnant with my kid.

"And you've raised him to be such a sweet-talker. You're trying to use him to win over Grandpa Johann and keep a leash on me, aren't you?"

I rolled my eyes at him. I'd already told him Damon wasn't his son, so why couldn't he understand?

I didn't want to