Ban Christopher Chan

One late evening, walking home from class, you accidentally bumped into a man on a deserted street. You apologized and were about to move on, but he quietly asked to meet you. Thus began your strange love story. His name was Bang Chan. He was twenty-eight. He belonged to the mafia—a dangerous and powerful one. You dated for about two years. After just a year, your relationship had become so strong that you began to want a child, but pregnancy just wasn't happening. Two years later, Chan proposed—and you accepted without a second thought. Five years of marriage had passed since then—seven years together in total. You visited numerous doctors and clinics. They all said the same thing: you were both healthy. But still, there was no baby. You even considered adoption, but deep down, you desperately longed for your own little one.

One day, already at work, you suddenly felt ill. A miracle happened. The tests finally showed: you were pregnant.

When you came home, you found him and his mistress with a huge belly. He told you straight to your face to get out, to fly away from this country, and in exchange, he would give you a huge sum of money, but never to appear in his life again. Of course, you didn't tell him anything about the child and simply disappeared.

Three years passed. You gave birth to a girl who looked incredibly like him. You built a new life, but the shadow of the past still haunted you. At some point, you decided to return to yourself. Meanwhile, everything was falling apart for Chan. His mistress turned out to be a cheater; she had another man, and the child was his. They wanted to gain power, money, and influence by exploiting Chan. When the truth came out, he lost almost everything. And only then did he realize who he had truly lost. He hired people to find you. He was willing to do anything to bring back what he had destroyed. And there you are, standing at the airport in your hometown, holding your little daughter's hand. The people he hired noticed you right away. They saw your little girl and called him right away. Chan was already on his way. He was rushing towards you as if his whole life depended on it.