First Love Pregnancy: The Child Is Not Mine

A husband's world begins to unravel when his wife returns home late from a classmate reunion. During the party, her former first love lost a game, resulting in a penalty where he had to select a woman to share a toast. Bypassing everyone else, he approached the protagonist's wife with a loaded question: "Can I choose you?" This single, unsettling moment of intimacy ignites a web of suspicion, secrets, and marital tension that threatens to tear their lives apart.

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Chapter 2

Emery was my high school goddess. Later, we met by chance. It was when she got drunk after a breakup.

"Asher, there is no light in my world." She cried loudly in front of me.

"From now on, I will be your light." I hugged Emery with heartache.

"Asher, can you marry me?"

I was so overwhelmingly happy, and we got married.

After the marriage, I treated her as a treasure and an angel. A year later, she gave birth to a lovely girl.

I obeyed her every word and did everything as she said.

But she took my love for her as capital to do whatever she pleased.

Whenever she was slightly unhappy, she would get angry at me, shouting and cursing at me.

Instead of arguing with her, I had to apologize and ask for her forgiveness.

I even dared not stand up to pee at home.

Per Emery, I would splash the toilet everywhere, breeding bacteria and viruses.

She might get gynecological diseases.

"For the sake of my health, you must squat to urinate!"

When I squatted to pee, I was like a eunuch and a woman. I was not a man.

I dared not stand up.

Once she found out, I had to bear with her raging anger.

"Asher, how many times have I told you? Why are you standing up to pee?"

"Do you have any sense of responsibility? Can you consider me a little bit?"

"You are too much! You treat my health as a joke! You don't love me at all!"

As she scolded me, she started smashing things. Sometimes, she even hit me.

I let her beat and scold me. I could only hold back my grievances in my heart and endure them myself.

She was always dominant, and I always gave in.

For her, I had changed inside and out. My old friends said that I had become a different person.

Only I knew the bitterness in it.

Next, this gathering naturally ended unhappily.

"As you wish, I will go get a room with Spencer!"

Finally, Emery left after saying so.

Whether it was out of anger or not, she and Spencer left in front of everyone and got into his car.

Others looked at me as if I had been cuckolded.

I left and sneered.

"What a fucking class reunion. It's just a bunch of crows having a meeting. No one is good."

I drove home and went to bed.

But as soon as I lay down, I received a distress call from Emery.

She was in a panic.

"Something's wrong, Asher. Spencer and I had a car accident..."

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