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My Son Chose His Rich Stepmom Over Me — Four Years Later, He Came Back Desperate and Pleading at My Door

“The Knock That Shattered Me: My Son Left Me for Wealth—4 Years Later, He Returned Broken” I was only 42, but my body felt like it had lived a hundred years. Life carved deep lines in me—not from age, but from years of doing everything alone. I didn’t need sympathy, I just needed strength to raise my boy. His father vanished when he was just two, showing up only when it suited him. Birthdays, holidays—he’d…