Betrayed by Blood: The Stolen Son
Twenty-two years ago, I saw my cousin swap our children, but I pretended not to know. Over the years, I raised his son with the best resources, helping him get into a top university, while my "biological son" was cruelly abused and left disabled by my cousin. I turned a blind eye. But on the day my successful son was getting married, my cousin returned with a DNA test and the disabled son. "Cousin, the hospital swapped our babies back then. It’s time to return what’s yours."