Daniel, a little league coach, noticed a new student, Robert, who resembled his late girlfriend, Emily. Struggling with suspicions, he approached Robert’s mother, Nina, and bravely inquired if Robert was adopted. Nina confirmed it and, intrigued by Daniel’s story, agreed to a DNA test. The results revealed that Robert was Daniel’s biological son. Respecting Nina’s boundaries, Daniel promised not to interfere but later attended Robert’s birthday. Nina encouraged Daniel to tell Robert the truth, leading to a gradual bond between father and son. Eventually, Daniel and Nina fell in love, getting married and giving Robert the complete family he longed for.
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