My Childfree Wife Brought Her Twin, so I Left

When I heard this, I let out a bitter laugh. Then I said mockingly, "So, according to you, although my own wife cheated on me that I should be grateful since she gave me children who would be dutiful to me, right? Otherwise, what? I’d end up a lonely old man?"

Sandra's face turned red with embarrassment, so when she talked to me, her tone rose defensively, "Regan, why are you talking so harshly to me? What do you mean by cheating? Why are you being so mean to me? What happened between me and Morgan … it only happened once and it was because …"

It was possible she was too ashamed to carry on the conversation, she chased away everyone from the room.

She might be too ashamed to say anything so she pushed everyone out of the room before saying, "Regan, I know you're angry but try to think this from my perspective. I’m already forty-two and I just didn’t want to have any regrets. If you really love me, you should accept the children. Morgan has raised them well. You don’t have to do anything, so isn’t that a good thing?"

I stared at Sandra, my voice hoarse as I asked, "What if I don’t accept them?"

"Regan, is it so hard for you right now to accept this? Well, that's okay … I understand. You can have some time to think about this. However, I refuse to stop seeing Morgan and the children."

"Ah, next week is my father’s seventieth birthday and Morgan will bring the kids. You’ll like them once you meet them."

With that, she left and closed the door behind her.

I quietly unlocked my phone and opened the files sent by the detective. Thousands of photos and videos documented every moment of Sandra’s pregnancy, the birth of the twins and their lives up until now.

Of course, there was also a share transfer agreement.

In twenty years of marriage, she had spent most of each year abroad for "business studies". However, in reality, she had been with Morgan and their children.

How ridiculous that I had never once suspected anything.

Seeing the photo of them together as a happy and loving family, stabbed my heart.

Sandra smiled so sweetly and she looked so blissfully happy.

I had given up everything, whether it was my work or ambition, to marry into the Wilson Family. I stood in her shadow and supported her through thick and thin, only to realize that I was a mere passerby in her life.

Heartbroken, I closed my phone and made a call to a friend. "I'm willing to go to the Noroeste to expand the new market there and also, find me the best lawyer because I want a divorce."

At my father-in-law’s birthday banquet, Morgan arrived in a tailored suit, his well-maintained face exuding charm and elegance.

I wasn’t sure what he said, but my in-laws laughed heartily at his words.

The twins dressed in festive red suits and they looked adorable and lively.

My mother-in-law held their hands, her eyes filled with affection and since she was worried that they might be hungry or thirsty, she had the servants bring out signature pastries from a five-star hotel to serve them personally.