My Perfect Marriage Was His Perfect Crime novel Chapter 60

Patrick, grinning with his toothless smile, had my full attention. I didn't even bother to give them a glance.

I couldn't take my eyes off my son.

Meanwhile, I silently looked forward to seeing the reaction of these two once they learned the truth!

Patrick gradually began to open his eyes, and his features—so much like mine.

Peter's suspicions grew. Pretending to be jealous, he said, "Look, our son looks like his mother. I'm just the tool."

I glanced at him indifferently. "It was never your business."

Peter laughed and leaned in, poking Patrick's tiny nose. "It's clear he has good taste. Takes after his mom."

"Grow up quickly, take on the burdens your mother carries, and set her free."

I couldn't help but curl my lips in a mocking smile.

Patrick was barely a month old, and Peter was already so eager.

If he knew that everything was under my control, what expression would he have?

After my son was born, Tiffany started visiting even more frequently, and despite my demanding her help, she seemed happy to oblige.

But occasionally, she muttered, "How come the baby doesn't look like me? He's got all of Summer Casey's features."

Peter would always convince her. "Well, Casey did carry him for ten months. It's natural that he looks like her when he was little."

Before long, Patrick began to show signs of extraordinary intelligence.

Peter was so proud, constantly bragging that the boy took after him.

And he conveniently ignored the fact that Patrick was growing more and more like me.

By the time he was in elementary school, he skipped three grades.

In just three years, he completed all his high school courses and became the top science student in the provincial college entrance exams.

Soon after, Patrick earned his doctorate in only five years and was hailed as a "computer genius" both domestically and internationally.

The chip technology he developed was not only leading domestically but also rivaled the best in the world.

The viewers in the live-stream were left in shock, and the comment section exploded.

"Oh my god! This is terrifying! Was the whole thing just to secure her shares?"

"I just looked it up—this mistress was a student funded by Ms. Morgan. How could she be so ungrateful? Doesn't she fear karma?"

Tiffany panicked and grabbed the microphone, shouting in defense, "What mistress? Peter and I are true lovers! It's the one who wasn't loved who's the mistress!"

Peter's face darkened. "Anyone who dares to spread rumors again will regret it."

His face ashen, he pulled out a divorce agreement and placed it in front of me. "Casey, let's get divorced."

"It's been eighteen years. The child should be with his real mother now."

I smiled faintly, barely sparing him a glance, and signed the divorce agreement quickly.

Tiffany, seeing this, was so emotional that tears filled her eyes. She rushed to Patrick. "Son, now Mommy can finally be with you again!"

Patrick looked at me helplessly, shaking his head. He sidestepped and said, "My real mother is right here. Don't call me your son."