After laying her husband to rest, Anya made up her mind to tackle the clutter in the shed—a place her husband always kept off-limits. She let out a SHRIEK when she laid eyes on IT

What Jenna had said about Jack had been a shock, of course. But in any case, Jack was still her son. Even if not by Michael.

Even if he was a stranger by blood. But at the same time he was her nearest and dearest. She wouldn’t give her baby to that painted doll.

Get out of my house. Or I’ll call the police. Anna said confidently.

And pointed Jenna to the path to the gate. You shouldn’t do that. Jenna shrugged.

The baby is mine. And any forensics will prove it. I’ll get good lawyers and I’ll get Jack back.

No court in the world would go for that. You abandoned a sick and defenseless child. You had your own life while he was choking on seizures.

You didn’t care if he lived or died. You were living in your Italy and feeling fine with you all the while I was his mother. All right then.

Goodbye, mother. With a grin said Jenna and added goodbye for now. I will definitely come back for my son.

And she left. With a grin on her lips. Outside the gate, the engine started and the car door slammed.

The car drove away, taking the unpleasant guest with it. Anna sat in the gazebo. Her mood was completely ruined.

In the bathtub, neither son Michael. This thought developed her mind. She did not notice how out of the house ran out of the bath and headed towards her.

The baby approached and put his arm around Anna’s shoulders. From surprise, the woman shuddered. Mom, I scared you.

The little boy became alarmed. What are you, my darling? I was just thinking. Smiled Anna and hugged her son tightly.

Mom, where that aunt left? What did she want? Yes, so sunny on work one question solved. Came up with Anna. She thought about it and added.

Son, if that aunt ever comes to our house or you see her on the street. Don’t go with her, don’t talk to her. Mommy, she’s bad.

Very bad. You got it memorized. Don’t go with her.

Baby agreed, nodded in response and immediately reminded about the lake. Sure, son. Let’s go swimming.

We were going to. Anna came to her senses and she taking her son’s hand firmly headed down the path through the vegetable garden. There behind the vegetable garden sat a clean and clear lake.

The locals love to vacation here. Anna and Jack both bathed and sunbathed. Little by little, the emotions in Anna’s soul settled down.

And then, returning home, the woman thought, what, in fact, had changed. Yes, it was a pity that Michael turned out not to be Jack’s father. Although that Jenna shouldn’t be believed.

But even so, I love my son and I’m not giving in to anyone. Jenna has no rights to him. The only thing is how to tell Michael’s parents that Jack is not their own.

Anna realized that this information could hurt Michael’s elderly parents. They lived only with thoughts of their favorite grandson of their blood. What’s the result? No blood.

Nothing left after her son. She decided not to say anything to Michael’s parents. She didn’t tell anyone about her meeting with Jenna.

The woman hoped that this insolent person would never come into her life or her son’s. And so they walked home from the lake. The son affectionately hugged her shoulders to the warm wind somewhere in the bushes tinkling grasshopper was rolling.

They held their son’s hand tightly. Jack chattered and chattered something childishly. The woman listened, nodding in response, while thinking of her mama mama.

Suddenly she heard Jack’s voice that Sonny shook. She shook her head as if chasing away anxious thoughts. You’re not listening to me, are you? Do you have to lip check? What are you little? I’m listening.

I’m just thinking a little bit. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

What were you saying? I was saying I love you very much and I love you. Anna crouched down in front of her son, hugging his arms tightly. Jack trustingly circled her neck.

Anna’s heart was joyfully nourished by her son her most beloved and dear son. No one will take him away from her. Jenna meanwhile, was on her way back to town.

Sitting in the cab, she mentally worked out a plan, how she could get Jack. As a matter of fact, she wasn’t interested in Jack herself. She had only glimpsed him in the village, only noting that he looked like his own father, who had died in an accident.

That’s better. She thought she was raising her beloved husband’s child. Jenna thought with a chuckle about Anna.

She fondly remembered Anna’s reaction when she found out about the fake DNA test. Trying to appear calm, nearly cried herself. Jenna was amused and delighted at this could-do rivalry.

Hurt. Michael chose her then. Let him have it now.

But how to get Jack back? Jenna realized that in court, she would have problems. Even the strongest lawyers wouldn’t take the case. She expected Anna to give up the baby when she learned the truth.

But it turned out that didn’t work. She’s better attached to the baby. We have to figure something out.

She’s been thinking for a month, hatching a plan. Ever since that first trip to the village when she didn’t find her home. And now the meeting has taken place.

She had to do something. In town N, Jenna had the most expensive hotel room in the country. She could afford a motel, not yet restricted in her means.

Of course, she could have stayed at her mother’s apartment where Jenna had grown up. But she was disgusted to think of the Khrushchev-esque she had lived in before. And in fact, all her past life was different now.

And to keep it all, she would fight. Jenna didn’t even call her mother to inform her about her arrival. She thought it was unnecessary.

All that sentiment, the month she’d been living in the city. Jenna preferred to savor her superiority. She liked to throw money around, to see the admiring glances of the staff.

After the second trip to the village, she called the same friend who had helped her with the genetic test. Julia was still working in the laboratory. When she heard the voice of her old friend, Julia tensed up a little.

What do you want again? She tried to forget that story and didn’t want to have any more dealings with Jenna. Because she realized that where Jenna was, there was a catch. But her friend said something on the phone, saying that she had flown in for a week from Milan and just wanted to meet.

Finally, Julia agreed. They met in a cafe, sat, and talked nicely. Julia waited for her friend to say the main thing, finally Jenna was ripe.

Julia, do you want to go to Italy? I can introduce you to a very powerful man there. My Matteo has a friend. He’s in his 60s, but he’s very good-looking.

He’s also fabulously rich and a widower. Jenna winked conspiratorially. I think he’ll like you.

We’ll go to boutiques together, take vacations. How do you like it here? Cautiously answered Julia. Oh, come on.

She’s not fooling herself. It’s good for her to be over 30 and all alone. I’m right.

Well, and look how beautiful you are. Men don’t appreciate you. And why do you need a bunch of trash? There’s a real millionaire over there.

I’m sure you’ll do well with him. Will you fly with me? No, Jenna, I wouldn’t dream of it. I’m fine here.

Okay, I gotta go. Julia got up, but her friend grabbed her arm. You don’t want to marry a millionaire.

Then you’ll go to jail, Jenna said quietly. Sit down. What are you talking about? Julia turned pale and obediently sat down.

Have you forgotten the DNA story? I haven’t forgotten. Well, I could whisper it to the police. And that would be interesting.

Why would you do that? You’re the one who’s involved. What did I do? The test came out. Jenna let go of her friend’s hand.

I could have asked you for anything. But it’s not like I committed a service crime. You did everything, if you remember, for free.

I honestly believe you wanted Michael back. Muffled, Julia replied. And I’m just a, smiled Jenna.

But you can’t prove that. Just like you can’t prove you didn’t take the money. What do you want? Among me with the right people who can pick up the baby and take it across the border, I’ll pay you well.

Are you out of your mind? Don’t yell, said Jenna. And don’t act like a girl. You work in a place where all sorts of people turn and not easy.

So think about who I can turn to. Did you ever think I might report you to the police? And what will you say? That you cheated an honest man five years ago? This conversation, you can’t prove anything. Julia realized only now that she made a mistake by not turning on the tape recorder.

A recording would be good now, she sighed. On second thought, I’ll try to help you. But afterward, forget my phone number and forget I exist at all.

Sure, honey. If you don’t want to meet a promising man, yeah, go ahead. You snapped at Julia, got up and left.

And the next day, she did call Jenna. There’s a man who can help you, but I’m not sure, Julia said. You call him yourself and talk to him.

And she dictated a phone number to Jenna. This man was a criminal figure in town. He went to the clinic when he suspected his wife of cheating on him and thought his son wasn’t his…