Alex felt a sharp pain in his chest, a pain that money could never cure. “But you could have looked for me later. When things calmed down. When my company took off.”
“And what for, Alex?” Sofia raised an eyebrow, defiant. “So you could see I wasn’t a ‘burden’? So you could offer me alimony to ease your conscience? No, thank you. I’ve always been able to take care of myself and Daniel. I worked hard, had two jobs, sometimes three. My mother helped me. Daniel has never lacked love or the basics.” Her eyes softened when she mentioned her son. “He’s a happy child, Alex. Intelligent, full of life. He’s never lacked anything essential.”
Alex remained silent, processing the magnitude of his mistake. He had spent five years building an empire, amassing wealth, while Sofia, the woman he once loved, struggled to raise their son— their son—in poverty. The image of his empty mansion and this small house teeming with life contrasted starkly.
“I want to meet him,” Alex said firmly, looking up to meet Sofia’s gaze. “I want to be a part of his life.”
Sofia looked at him skeptically. “After five years, you’ve suddenly developed a paternal instinct? Or did the millionaire discover he has an heir and now wants to claim him?” Her tone was scathing.
“It’s not about the money, Sofia,” Alex replied, trying to sound convincing, though a part of him wondered if his subconscious had played a part in the sudden urge to return. “It’s for Daniel. He’s my son. And for you. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry for what I did, what I said. I was a coward. But I want to make it right. I want to compensate you for everything.”
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