Reborn, I Refuse to Raise His Baby

"Fiona, the baby's condition is unstable. We need you, as the temporary guardian, to sign off on the subsequent treatment."

I put down my pen and looked across the conference table. Opposite me stood Sean. He was holding a newborn, his eyes bloodshot.

"Sean," I said, my voice incredibly calm. "This baby is the biological son of you and Hailey, isn't it?"

The conference room fell dead silent.

Sean's face turned paper-white. "What are you talking about?"

I turned my phone screen toward him. On it, the barcode from the luxury maternity retreat, Hailey's payment records, and the timestamps…