“Sweetie, what’s troubling you?” Ariana inquired, promptly embracing him.

Melon’s emotions surged upon seeing Ariana. Tears coursed down his cheeks as he choked. “A bad woman is saying that she’s Daddy’s wife. But it’s all lies!

She says you’re the other woman who took Daddy away. But I know you’d never do that!” He let Ariana handle the call, breaking into uncontrollable sobs.

“Tell her it’s not true! Please, tell her!”

Ariana was also startled, her heart pounding like a drum. She swiftly peered at Melon’s smartwatch, confirming that it was indeed Holden on the line. An annoyingly familiar voice on the other end cursed vehemently, “Give your phone to that shameless mother of yours. I want to know who that bitch is!”

wrath, fearing the fiery woman might unleash her

voice, saying, “I’m sorry, but

up the phone, her

at the caller ID on her phone. She wasn’t buying the wrong number idea for a second. Clenching her teeth, she made a mental note of the number,

of relief as the phone remained

sympathetic glance at Melon, who sat there with tears streaming down his face,

warned. She knew that sooner or later, falsehoods would unravel,

explaining this to her son was a

reveal the truth, admitting she had been lying all along? Or should she simply tell him his

deep breath, bracing herself for the difficult conversation. However, before she could utter a word, Melon spoke, his voice trembling. “Mommy, that uncle isn’t

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