Babysitting for a rich single mother who was living a life of luxury, but one day the mother suddenly left her 1 year old daughter and disappeared.

I was just a girl from the countryside who came to the city to work. Luckily, I was hired as a nanny for a rich single mother. The penthouse was on the 30th floor, there was always plenty of food, and I wore nice clothes all day. I thought my life had turned a new page.

But then, one morning, when I got up to prepare breakfast for my 1-year-old baby,  the baby’s mother disappeared . No message, no phone call, no news. It was not until the afternoon that I received a short message:

“Please take care of the baby, I’ll be back soon…”

But that “early” lasted for 10 years. I worked as a nanny and foster mother, raising the girl in a house that was gradually deteriorating. The money I left behind was gone, so I had to do all kinds of extra work to make sure my daughter had a good education.

One rainy afternoon, while I was hanging out the laundry,  a luxury car worth tens of billions of dong  stopped right in front of my house. The driver opened the door, and  the baby’s biological mother stepped out  — but she was no longer the busy woman of the past, but a classy lady, covered in gold, with a foreign man beside her.

She smiled and held out a thick envelope:
— Thank you for taking care of my child. From now on, I will take him home…

I was stunned. The little girl hid behind me and burst into tears:
— Mom, I’m not going anywhere!

Before I could react, the man handed me a stack of papers…  it was the legal adoption papers I had signed 10 years ago, but the “term” line had been altered . According to the law,  I no longer had the right to keep the child .

If I wanted, I could have continued the  mind games and custody battle , turning the story into a legal battle and emotional tension.

I stood there, staring at the stack of papers. The girl hugged me tightly, sobbing. Only one question echoed in my mind:  Why did she come back now?

But before I could say anything, the little boy suddenly let go of me and ran straight towards  the foreign man . He hugged his leg tightly and looked up, calling:
— Dad…

I was stunned. The man bent down, patted the girl’s head, then turned to look at me:
— I’m the one who asked you to raise her for the past 10 years. She (pointing at the woman) is just… her biological mother’s older sister.

Tôi bàng hoàng. Ông kể, mẹ ruột của bé từng nợ một khoản khổng lồ, bỏ trốn ra nước ngoài rồi qua đời sau đó 1 năm. Ông tìm cách đưa con về nhưng bị gia đình bên ngoại giấu. Chính “mẹ đơn thân nhà giàu” năm xưa đã dựng kịch bản bỏ con lại cho tôi, để vừa đỡ trách nhiệm vừa giữ quyền tiếp xúc khi cần.

Cú sốc chưa hết: ông đưa cho tôi một bản sao di chúc của mẹ ruột bé — trong đó ghi rõ, toàn bộ tài sản sẽ để lại cho con gái… nếu và chỉ nếu nó sống cùng tôi cho đến khi đủ 18 tuổi.

Người phụ nữ kia tái mặt, còn ông thì nói nhỏ:
— Tôi không đến để cướp nó đi… mà để bảo vệ nó khỏi chính gia đình bên ngoại.

I stood still as if frozen, the rain pouring in from the porch, wetting my shoulders. The girl hugged the leg of the man – the one she had just called “Dad” – but kept turning her head to look at me, her eyes filled with fear.

The other woman tried to regain her composure and forced a smile:
— Don’t listen to her nonsense. I’m the one taking care of it…

The man didn’t answer, just opened his briefcase and took out another stack of papers: DNA test results, temporary child custody authorization, and… the original will. The legal seal was clear, the date matched the time I adopted the baby.

He turned to me, his voice low but firm:
— For the past ten years, thanks to you, the child has been safe and has been able to study properly. If I don’t come back today, I’m afraid my mother’s family will find a way to seize her property… and cut off all ties with you.

I clenched my trembling hands and asked softly:
— So… what do you want me to do now?

He looked me straight in the eye:
— We will redo all the adoption papers, with both the biological father and the legal guardian signing. You will continue to raise him, until he turns 18 as the will requires. I will take care of all living expenses and protect you and your child from any trouble.

The other woman turned pale and quickly interrupted:
— Don’t forget I raised it for a while! I also have the right…

He looked at her, his eyes cold as knives:
— Your rights? To use it to access the property? I have enough evidence that you forged the signature on the adoption papers and changed the terms of the term. If you don’t want to get into legal trouble, then leave here immediately.

The atmosphere was tense. Finally, the woman tossed her hair and turned to leave, but not before turning back to give me a hateful look.

When the door slammed shut, the little girl immediately ran towards me, hugged me tightly around the waist, her voice trembling:
— Mom, don’t leave me…

I knelt down, holding her in my arms, tears mingling with the rain. The man stepped forward, put his hand on my shoulder, and said softly but firmly:
— From now on, we will protect her together. Both of us.

And in that moment, I knew, the custody battle had just ended — but a new journey to keep her growing up in love, safety, and freedom… had just begun.