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 3

Hearing such news, I laughed with schadenfreude.

"What else could I say? God does dispose."

"Asher, come to me quickly. Come to me quickly... I'm scared..."

Emery's voice was filled with a sob.

I didn't want to go to her at first. But she was my wife and also the mother of my daughter.

Now that she had a car accident, she might be injured.

When I arrived there, she was holding Spencer's arm, crying in distress.

I saw that she only had some scratches. When I turned Spencer over, I was shocked.

His face was covered in blood. Both eyelids were split open.

He was seriously injured. His eyes should have hit the steering wheel. They were bloodied. His skull might also be damaged.

"Did you call 911?"

"No, Asher, I... I called you. Then my cell phone ran out of battery. His cell phone was broken... I'm so unlucky..."

Emery cried while speaking.

"What a stupid woman. Instead of calling 911 immediately after the accident, she called me. I'm not a doctor."

If I hadn't come, Spencer might have died.

I quickly made an emergency call.

Although I disliked Spencer, his life mattered.

After the ambulance arrived, I was ready to leave.

"Asher, where are you going?" Emery saw me start the car and hurried over.

"Go home and go to bed."

Emery looked angry, saying, "Spencer had such a serious car accident, and you will go to bed?"

"Huh?"

I was stunned. I had called for an ambulance and saved Spencer's life. I had done my best.

"Why isn't Emery satisfied?"

She requested me, saying, "Go to the hospital with me to take care of Spencer. You are stronger than me. I can't handle him alone."

I stepped on the accelerator and left directly. The car exhaust sprayed Emery's face.

When I got home, I fell asleep right away.

Without Emery by my side, the two-meter bed was too spacious. I was so comfortable. I didn't have to worry about snoring and being kicked under the bed by her.

That night, I slept particularly soundly.

While Emery stayed in the hospital overnight.

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