Viral Trial: They Say I Stole My Own Son

No matter how vicious the comments became, I remained calm.

Since I showed no reaction, Zack's face darkened further.

He suddenly pulled a tattered baby outfit from inside his jacket and barked, "Harry! This is what you left behind when you kidnapped Wade. All these years, whenever I looked at this tiny shirt, I kept wondering where my son went. Do you even understand what that feels like?"

His eyes reddened as he finished speaking.

Katherine snapped, "Harry, you stole my right to be a mother! A man like you is nothing but a parasite. You don't even deserve to live!"

I glanced at them coldly. "I told you. You couldn't have given birth to Wade."

I knew I was stating a simple fact. For Zack and Katherine to produce a son like Wade, there would have to be some kind of genetic miracle. But in their eyes, I was just refusing to admit the truth.

The livestream comments grew even harsher.

"I've seen shameless people before, but never someone this shameless."

"He took someone else's kid and clung to him for 20 years. He's twisted and sick. Things never end well for people like that."

As the feed devolved into outright personal attacks, the judge frowned and struck the gavel. "Plaintiff, please provide substantive evidence."

"We have evidence," Zack said heatedly. "We even have a witness."

A frail elderly woman was escorted in by a bailiff. Zack pointed at her. "This is Esme Gosling. She used to work as a housekeeper in Harry's home. She personally saw him bring back an unidentified baby."

Esme nodded. "Yes. I worked at Harry's house back then. One evening, he came home drenched in sweat, carrying a heavy bundle on his back. I was curious, so I went over to look. When I opened up the bundle, there was a chubby baby boy inside."

She continued, "I was terrified. Harry was already divorced and hadn't remarried, so whose child was it? I asked him, but he couldn't answer me. Later, I overheard him muttering to himself and realized that he'd taken someone else's baby."

When she finished in her trembling voice, I almost laughed. "Esme, you worked at my house for less than half a day before I fired you. Are you sure you ever saw me kidnap a child?"

The wrinkles on her face twitched, and guilt flickered in her eyes.

Then she firmly said, "I was fired because I saw something I shouldn't have. When I left your house, I even heard you beating that baby, yelling that his father had stolen your wife!"

Her words detonated in the courtroom.

The livestream exploded with curses.

I remained composed. "Esme, you're making this up."

She faltered. Zack's face turned ashen with rage. "Harry! The evidence is right here, and you're still denying it?"

Katherine, who was equally furious, handed a document to the judge. "Your Honor, I also have Harry's medical report from years ago. He was diagnosed with azoospermia. He can't have children."

A wave of shock swept through the courtroom.

"He can't even father a child. How can he have a 20-year-old son? He must have kidnapped him."

"Your Honor, the evidence is overwhelming. He's lying. Just punish him."

I let out a cold laugh. "What does it matter whether I have azoospermia or not? What does that have to do with me having a son?"

20 years ago, they abandoned their month-old son and disappeared as if he had never existed.

They had never met my son. Their entire narrative was nothing more than guesswork. If they understood the truth, they would never dare to make such absurd claims.