My Darling Gives Birth to Her Mentor's Child

At a five-star hotel, during the Frost Group's celebratory banquet.

In the restroom, I overheard a familiar voice,

"Genevieve, I only have a year left. Can't you just leave Cian alone? Can we try for a baby as soon as possible?"

Genevieve's sorrowful voice responded,

"Alright, Professor. We'll skip IVF; natural conception is faster anyway."

My mind went blank, and my body reacted before my thoughts could catch up. I burst out of the bathroom stall,

"Genevieve, you promised to start trying for a baby after the project was over. So this was your plan all along? To make me raise someone else's kid?"

Lorne looked up, his deep-set eyes behind his glasses betraying no emotion,

"What do you mean, 'someone else's kid'? Any child Genevieve and I have will rightfully bear my surname, no questions asked."

I turned to Genevieve in disbelief. She avoided my gaze and stammered an explanation:

"My mentor has terminal stomach cancer. Such an exceptional man without an heir – I just wanted to help fulfill his dying wish, to not waste his superior genes."

I squeezed my eyes shut, unable to look at the woman I'd loved for a decade any longer.

"Genevieve, since you're so noble, I'll do you a favor. Let's get a divorce."