How a Cheating Wife Supports Her Family

I took the document from the woman.

I was confused.

It wasn't until I was done reading the DNA test result that I slowly came to my senses.

...

The document stated my son's name and another man's name.

The woman kindly explained that it was her husband's name.

I turned around in confusion and looked at myself in the mirror. I was wearing an apron.

I felt my six-year marriage was a joke.

"How did you find out?"

I invited the woman into my house.

I asked her how she found out about all this.

The woman's name was Alana Ward.

She lived in our community.

"A few days ago, I took my daughter downstairs."

"I unexpectedly met an elderly woman taking care of her grandson."

I thought about it, guessing it would happen when my mother-in-law visited us a few days ago.

She happened to take Jack downstairs to have fun at that time.

"Then what happened?"

I signaled Alana to continue.

Seeing my appearance, Alana seemed a little reluctant.

"Originally, two children were having fun together."

"Suddenly, I found that the boy looked a lot like my Honey when he was a child!"

Speaking of this, I couldn't help but look at the family photo on the table.

It was taken when Jack was just born.

I even said he didn't look like me at all compared to Javion.

At that time, my remark infuriated Daisy so much.

I coaxed her for several days before she calmed down.

Later, Jack grew up.

He had no resemblance to me in terms of appearance.

My mother-in-law comforted me that Jack took after his mother.

I didn't think much about it.

I didn't expect it to be such a result.

Alana discovered Jack's appearance.

After that, she secretly collected her husband's hair.

She took Jack's saliva while my mother-in-law wasn't paying attention.

The test results came out today.

She couldn't wait to go to my house.

She thought she would see a sexy housewife.

She didn't expect it to be me, a man who was busy in the kitchen.

I forced a bitter smile when I heard Alana's words.

"Daisy leaves early and returns late every day. How could she have time to cook at home?"

Speaking of this, I suddenly thought of something.

I grabbed Alana's arm.

"Where does your Honey work?"