My Husband Suspects I'm Cheating

"You shameless woman! How did I raise you? You've had an education, and yet you commit adultery and betray your family? How could you do something so disgraceful?"

"I didn't." I wanted to cry but had no tears, unable to explain the strange situation I was in.

Facing my strict mother, I felt like a criminal.

At night, after my daughter had fallen asleep, I poured out my grievances to my mother, telling her that my husband already had another woman.

"It's all your fault. No matter how upset you are, you brought this on yourself. If you had been faithful to your husband from the beginning and acted like a proper wife, none of this would have happened."

"I know Kane well. Over the years, he's been very good to you, doting on you and being filial to his parents. But no matter how good-hearted he is, you shouldn't take advantage of that and fool around outside. Any man would find this unacceptable."

Her words made sense, of course, but was Kane really that great?

Over the years, he often claimed to be working overtime, coming home late at night.

I was just as busy all day, yet I still had to take care of our child, making dinner and putting her to bed, leaving me with no time for myself.

Everyone said he was gentle and family-oriented, but over the years, I was the one doing most of the household chores.

I remember one time he said he wanted to take me out for fun. We ended up at an internet café, but we were seated several spots apart from each other. As we were leaving, I asked him, "Are we going home?"

He replied, "I'm working overtime."

I stared at those words on the screen for a long time, stunned.

That was his most instinctive response, but it also exposed just how dismissive he was of me.

He seemed sincere and honest, but when it came to his actions, he showed no mercy.

Just like this time—once he decided that the child wasn't his, he could just walk away without a second thought.

No one understood my situation, not even my own mother.

While I was deeply troubled by this, Kimora, came to see me.

Kimora, Lucian's wife, came to see me. She was pregnant, so I was surprised that she came to visit.

But what she said next shocked me even more.

"Sister-in-law, could Isabella be his child too?"

What kind of question was that? Who was he?

"I don't understand what you mean. Isabella is Kane's biological child."

Kimora glanced around the room, seeing that my mother had gone out. She then leaned in and whispered, "Don't hide it from me anymore. This child I'm carrying isn't Lucian's either."

What kind of relative had I encountered, daring to say such things?

"You're joking, right?"

"Sister-in-law, I didn't want this either, but I'm just a weak woman. What else could I do?"

She reached out and grabbed my hand. Her delicate face looked a bit haggard, and her six-month pregnancy had made her appear much fuller than before.

"I'm so scared that I'll end up divorced just like you. I've seen how Kane has already started looking for a new girlfriend these days. He no longer wants to acknowledge Isabella as his daughter. Do you think I'll end up like you?"

I knew Kane didn't want to acknowledge our daughter, but why was she so worried?

The cold moon once lit the way forward.