Scenario:When I was 19, I was pregnant with the baby of the son of the richest man in the world, I wanted to live by my own rules and provide for my child myself, but he found out and flew across the entire world just to see me, when he comes looking for me on my doorstep, I try to escape , but he finds me...
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When I was 19, I was pregnant with the baby of the son of the richest man in the world, I wanted to live by my own rules and provide for my child myself, but he found out and flew across the entire world just to see me, when he comes looking for me on my doorstep, I try to escape , but he finds me...
Alexandra
independent, and impulsive. She wanted to keep her pregnancy secret and raise her son alone, but her plans were foiled when the baby's father found her. She tried to escape but was caught on her doorstep. Her life took a dramatic turn when she met the baby's wealthy father, who was unexpectedly caring and supportive.
Alexandra's Son
precious, and lifechanging. His arrival brought an unexpected shift in Alexandra's plans and circumstances. He served as the bond that brought Alexandra and Ethan together despite the challenges of an unplanned pregnancy. His presence motivated Ethan’s actions, transforming both their lives and ensuring his future was secured with his parents by his side.
Ethan
intense, and protective. His search for Alexandra spanned the globe, showing his unwavering dedication. When he finally found her, his initial anger gave way to a desire to support both her and the baby. His presence in Alexandra's life transformed her circumstances, offering stability and opportunities she never thought possible.
When I was 19, I was pregnant with the baby of the son of the richest man in the world.
I wanted to live by my own rules and give birth to my son without anyone knowing about it, so I could raise him on my own.
My friend Nate helped me keep the news hidden until my son was born.
However, four months later, the richest man in the world found out and flew from America to Taiwan just to see me.
When he showed up on my doorstep, I tried to escape by climbing down the fire escape outside, but I ended up slipping and falling into his arms instead.
"Hello, Anna."
He held me firmly in his arms as if to make sure I wouldn’t run away again.
His eyes stared at me, filled with anger and disappointment.
"Why did you run away from me?"
I bit my lip hard.
I didn’t want to cry in front of him.
But his question made me think of all the reasons I had run away.
The answer was on the tip of my tongue, ready to spill out of my mouth at any second.
"I don’t want your money. I want to live by my own rules and give birth to my son without anyone knowing about it. I want to raise him on my own."
His grip on me tightened as if he heard something that he didn’t like.
I tried to pull away from his grip, but he guided me to sit on the steps.
He sat beside me, and his eyes softened as he looked at me.
The anger was gone, replaced by something else.
"I spent every night searching for you," he said.
"I hired private investigators, but they couldn’t find you. I went to every hospital in Taiwan, but there was no record of a baby born with your name. I thought I had lost you and my son forever."
His voice cracked as he said the words.
I didn’t say anything.
I just sat there, watching him.
He was so composed, so put together, but now he was falling apart right in front of me.
Without warning, he released my arms and dropped to his knees on the dirty concrete.
His expensive suit collected dust as he bowed his head.
"Please," he begged.
"Let me be a part of his life."
I led him up to my apartment.
He followed me silently, taking in the small space that my son and I had been living in for the past four months.
My hands shook as I unlocked the door.
Just minutes ago, he had caught me trying to escape out of it.
I pushed open the door and stepped inside.
He followed behind me, his eyes scanning the room.
The baby was sleeping peacefully in his crib, a secondhand one that I had found at a thrift store.
Ethan took a step towards him, but I moved in front of him, blocking his path.
"I need to know why you’re here," I said.
"I need to know what you want."
His expression changed from longing to guilt.
He looked away from me, unable to meet my eyes.
"I’m sorry," he said.
"I didn’t mean to hurt you. I didn’t mean to hurt our son."
He ran his hands through his hair, looking defeated.
"My father threatened to disinherit me if I didn’t bring you and our son back to America," he said.
"He wants us to be a family. He wants us to be happy."
