I Heard My Husband’s Illegitimate Son’s Thoughts

The next day, I woke up refreshed after my beauty sleep. I turned on my phone and saw countless missed calls. All of them were from Raymond.

Before I could even react, another call came in. I tapped answer. Raymond’s anxious voice came through the phone.

“Honey, where did you go? I’ve been looking for you all night.”

I said in a relaxed tone, “I was feeling a little bored at home by myself last night, so I crashed at my friend’s place. Why? What’s going on?”

“The baby’s mother showed up. She says she saw you take the baby yesterday. If we don’t find the baby, she’s going to call the cops. Just give the baby back to her already.”

Perfect. I wanted to see who the baby’s mother really was.

After I hung up, I got up, washed up, and drove straight back to the neighborhood.

Raymond was pacing anxiously at the neighborhood entrance with a middle-aged woman in her thirties.

As soon as I appeared, he rushed toward me. However, when he saw that I was alone, his footsteps halted.

“Honey, where’s the baby?”

I looked confused. “What baby? I already told you yesterday that I didn’t find any baby.”

As soon as the middle-aged woman behind him heard that, she collapsed onto the ground and wailed, “It was you! I saw you take my baby away yesterday. Give me back my baby right now!”

Due to her shouting, many onlookers gathered at the entrance.

I observed the woman. She had a slightly plump figure. Her clothes were plain and simple. There were many pigmented spots on her face.

More importantly, she clearly looked several years older than Raymond. Unless he was blind, he would not cheat on me with a woman like that.

It was obvious that this woman was just a decoy. Raymond was protecting the real mother of the child.

I said, “Look, lady, you need proof before you start accusing people. I’m not some kidnapper. Why would I take your baby? Come on! I don’t even know you. How could I have taken your child?

“Throwing around accusations like that is straight-up slander. Honestly, I should be the one calling the cops.”

The woman cried miserably with snot and tears streaming down her face.

“My husband died when I was in my forties. This baby was born after his father passed away. After he was born, I was so scared I wouldn’t be able to raise him.

“So, I left him at the entrance of the neighborhood. I just wanted my child to be adopted by a rich family so he would never have to worry about food or clothes.

“But I regretted it. After being apart from my baby all day yesterday, I didn’t sleep a wink last night. Please, just give my child back.”

Raymond also chimed in to help her.

He said, “Honey, since she’s admitted she was wrong, just give the baby back to her already. Don’t separate a mother from her own child.”

I frowned at him and said, “Dear, how many times do I have to tell you that I didn’t find any baby? Why are you believing a random stranger over me?”