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A month before I was due to give birth, I caught snippets of a hushed conversation between my husband and his mother in the corridor.
My mother-in-law sounded exasperated. "I've had multiple tests done, and they all say it's a girl! I even tried that special concoction to alter the gender, but it didn't work. What a disappointment!"
My husband replied calmly, seemingly unconcerned. "It's alright, Mom. Sophia and I are only having this one child. Even if it's a daughter, she can still inherit our family's wealth."
His mother scoffed disdainfully. "A woman who marries is like water poured on the ground—worthless! Without male genitalia, she's not truly part of our family. What's the use?"
My husband chuckled, his voice tinged with a perverse sense of pride. "Mom, remember that girl I loved from the rural area? Actually, I never ended things with her. She's expecting too, and judging by her wide hips, it's surely a boy."
His mother gasped, then erupted in joyous laughter. "Is that so? I'm going to have a grandson? Oh, this is fantastic!"
She leaned in, speaking in a hushed, conspiratorial tone. "We can't let our precious heir suffer. We'll exchange him with the girl she's carrying. No one will ever find out."
Two weeks later, I woke up in excruciating pain, my abdomen feeling like it was being torn apart. I was rushed to the hospital for an emergency cesarean section.
When I regained consciousness, my mother-in-law stood before me, her face beaming with satisfaction as she cradled a baby boy. "Sophia, you're incredible! You've given birth to a big, healthy boy—4 kilograms! What a blessing you've brought to our family!"
I looked at her, seeing right through her deceit. But I remained silent.
I played along with their deception for eighteen years.

The Cradle Swap Conspiracy

"I subsequently uncovered the IOU you penned for Ethan. You were in debt from gambling and owed him $15,000."


I glared at Sean with disdain. "How cold-hearted of you, allowing your friend to plummet to his demise over a mere $15,000!"


Sean repeatedly struck his head, as if attempting to refute the reality, but his actions only served to confirm it. He was aware of the truth in my words.


My mother-in-law shoved me aside, her voice brimming with fury. "You insolent girl, cease your fabrications. How does this relate to my grandson? Are you attempting to divert attention?"


Disregarding her, I persisted, my words piercing through the atmosphere. "Ethan was my rescuer. I later discovered he had a pregnant fiancée who perished from childbirth complications due to her grief. The infant survived."


I hesitated, allowing my words to resonate. "That child is Jacob. I adopted him."


Chapter 10