After Raising Her Husband’s Illegitimate Daughter to Glory, Her Dead Husband Returned

Time passed quickly and each single day, Natalie grew and without missing a single day, I took her to the swimming pool for training. Eventually, our routine caught the attention of netizens.

Like the imaginary well-known detective, Sherlock Holmes, they pieced together the timeline of her birth and quickly realized that she was born while I was competing overseas and suddenly rumors exploded online.

“The world champion promotes surrogacy? Boycott her!” Many criticized my actions.

The hashtag #SwimmingChampionWandaStevensSurrogacy soared to the top of trending searches.

Countless netizens flooded my comment section and launched vicious personal attacks.

As I read the slanderous comments, my grip on my phone tightened and my body trembled slightly. I was so upset. It was clear that I had not done anything wrong, so why was I the one being attacked?

In truth, I had never wanted to reveal Natalie’s real identity, because, for me, she was already my real daughter. All I wanted was to shield her from life's difficulties.

If her classmates and friends found out she wasn’t my biological child, how would they see her? How would they treat her?

However now, with the surrogacy scandal spiraling out of control, I had no choice but to go public with the truth. I revealed that Natalie was my husband and his childhood sweetheart’s illegitimate child. Years ago, they had fallen off a cliff and died and I was merely the fool who had raised their child in their absence.

So, to prove my claim, I released a paternity test showing that Natalie and I had no biological relation.

The accusations of surrogacy in the comment section gradually died down. However, unexpectedly, a new wave of harsh criticism arose.

“Why would you raise your husband’s mistress’s child? Wanda, are you crazy? I can’t stand this doormat behavior!”

“There’s no way someone would willingly raise a mistress’s child. She must be putting on a show, desperate for attention!”

As I read all the condescending comments, I merely smiled and did not write anything.

Soon after that, I posted a new update. [I will raise this child as my own and train her to become a swimming champion. Time will prove everything.]

The uproar online finally settled, at least for now. However, my fans were growing more anxious and posting their concern.

[Wanda, did you retire early just to raise this child? It wasn’t worth it!]

[Wanda, quick! Wake up! Don’t foolishly raise a mistress’s child. There must be more to this story!]

I scanned the comments, my fingers poised over the keyboard before typing a simple response, [Don't worry, I know what I'm doing.] Then, without hesitation, I shut my laptop.

Beside me, my mother-in-law watched with wary eyes, her expression tense.