Exposed Identity — Husband BeggedChapter 1
Returning home on leave from the Federal Intelligence Agency, my four-year-old daughter suddenly dropped to her knees before me, begging me not to send her back to kindergarten. She said she didn’t want to go to school anymore.
I asked her why, but Emma only cried and shook her head, too frightened to speak.
Sensing something was terribly wrong, I lifted her shirt. My heart clenched when I saw her back and arms covered in dense clusters of needle marks.
I was trembling with rage as I snapped a photo and posted it in the kindergarten parents’ group:
“Who did this?”
An arrogant reply came instantly from someone labeled as Ethan’s mom:
“I told my son to do it!”
Then she uploaded two photos.
One was her wedding photo with my husband, Adrian Brooks.
The other was of me, Adrian, and Emma together.
She mocked:
“You filthy mistress! How dare you steal my billionaire husband and even give birth to an illegitimate daughter? I was merciful not to have my son beat that little brat to death.”
The group chat erupted. Parents hurled insults at me and my daughter.
Even the homeroom teacher chimed in, tagging Ethan’s mom: