My Friend Is Marrying Her Son’s Grandfather

Ten years ago, after a difficult divorce, my friend had a brief fling with a young hotel entertainer in Turkey. She returned pregnant and decided to keep the child.

When she informed the father, he blocked her, so she moved on. The boy grew up to be smart, healthy, and handsome, just like his dad.

He wanted to meet the son, and after some communication, they visited together.

Surprisingly, the father started courting my friend, and after some time, her son’s grandfather became her fiancé.

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