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Chapter 1

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My wife was infuriated when our son accidentally kicked Rosalie's dog, and she locked him in the cage meant for aggressive dogs.

I knelt in front of the iron cage, frantically pleading:

"I can go in and apologize on behalf of my son. He's severely allergic to dog hair. If we don't get him to the hospital, he could die!"

My wife stood by Rosalie, looking at me with disdain.

"It's your indulgence that spoiled our son into such a brat! Today, as his mother, I'll teach him a lesson!"

"Don't worry, the therapy dog won't harm him. It's just one night—consider it a minor punishment for a serious lesson."

All I could do was watch as my son's injuries worsened, his struggles weakened, and eventually, he fell silent.

I collapsed in despair, begging my son to wake up and call me "Dad" one more time.

Three hours later, the cage was finally broken open.

Adeline posted on Facebook, sharing a picture of a pregnancy test.

"Finally welcoming my little darling."

My heart felt lifeless. After signing the divorce papers, I took Liam to the funeral home, and I left a like and comment on her Facebook post.

"Wishing you happiness."