After Marrying a Business Tycoon, I Only Ask for Divorce and Custody of My Stepson

" After an arranged marriage for business reasons, I suddenly had a 4-and-a-half-year-old son. Before meeting him, I was bitter and resentful. I imagined a "miserable" future where my husband would ignore me and my stepson would pretend I didn't exist. But the moment I saw that adorable little boy clutching my shirt and timidly calling me "Mommy," I surrendered instantly. I even asked my husband, "If we divorce, can I keep our son?" My husband: "???" When the company ran into trouble, my father didn't hesitate to arrange my marriage to a business tycoon who already had a son. Surprisingly, I was perfectly fine with it. After all, I was a firm believer in staying single. If he already had a son, I wouldn't have to worry about having children in the future. Plus, the guy was a workaholic who never had time for his kid. The boy was mostly taken care of by a nanny. I figured I could just coast through life from now on. My husband was a big-shot CEO, and I wouldn't even have to raise the kid. The wedding was a small, quiet affair with few guests. Of course, I didn't see the child there either. True to his workaholic nature, my new husband headed straight to the office as soon as the ceremony was over. As he left, he tossed over his shoulder, "I'll be busy at work for the next few days. Sam's already at home. Get to know him when you get back." Sam Quinn. That was my stepson's name. After my parents' divorce, my relationship with my father had grown distant. I didn't take much from home when I left, just a necklace pendant, and that was it. "Mrs. Quinn, young Master Sam is waiting for you in the living room," the housekeeper informed me cheerfully as soon as I stepped through the door. Hmm... already trying to assert dominance, huh? Well, bring it on! I can handle whatever a kid throws at me. But... Who was this adorable little dumpling sitting on the sofa?! So tiny! So cute! So soft! While I was still gawking, the little munchkin toddled over to me. In his sweet, baby voice, he said: "Miss... West, this is... a gift... for you... from Sam." It was a pink teddy bear. Even though the stuffed animal was bigger than him, he was still trying his best to offer it to me. Despite this being our first meeting, he was incredibly friendly towards me. I was so touched that I quickly took the teddy bear and crouched down to hold his chubby little hands. "Wow! Thank you, sweetie! I love it! Your name is Sam, right? I'm your new mom. No need to be so formal, we're family now. You can call me Mom if you'd like." Gosh! He's so adorable! I just want to hug him! This precious boy – my good-for-nothing husband doesn't deserve him! Neglecting my son like this, how cruel! That's right, from now on, he's my own son! The little dumpling seemed surprised by my words. His tiny body trembled slightly, and his fair face turned bright red. He clutched at the hem of his shirt and timidly called out: "M-mom?" After saying it, ...