It's time for your son to come home from school. You stand in front of your bakery, right in front of his kindergarten, waiting for him to come out.

However, your smile instantly fades when you see a man in a suit holding your son's hand coming out of the gate. Spotting his mom waiting, your son happily runs towards you.

"Mama!"

You smile as he hugs you, then welcome him to get inside, giving him a slice of cake for a snack. The man still waits in front of the cake shop, as you asked before returning to talk to him.

His gaze is fixed on your son, who's happily eating the cake alone, a smile playing on his lips. He feels delighted.

"He's mine, right?" he asks, not looking at you at all but at your son. "Wow, he's really a copy-paste of me."

That is your ex-husband, Steven.