My Husband's Mistress Is Pregnant With Another Man's Child

Believing her childless marriage was perfectly happy, a wife is shocked when her childhood sweetheart husband flaunts his pregnant mistress, claiming he only wants a child. He radiates joy, completely oblivious to a devastating secret. His wife knows the truth: the baby cannot possibly be his. Since the husband is the one facing infertility issues, his betrayal comes with a heavy dose of irony. She watches him embrace a lie in this gripping modern romance novel.

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Chapter 1

I had thought that a childless marriage could be just as blissful until the woman with her protruding belly stood before me.

My husband, my childhood sweetheart, said, "I just need a child!" His arm was around her, his eyes filled with happiness.

I thought to myself, "You got cuckolded, didn't you? There's no way that could be your kid!

After all, come on! The infertility issue isn't with me; it's with you!"

"This is just an accident, but what can I do now she's pregnant?" Jaxton said, his frustration palpable as he puffed on a cigarette, his brow furrowed in irritation.

I stood there, stunned, as he continued, his voice growing more strained, "Look, this situation is what it is. She's not going to affect us. I... I need a child."

His voice trailed off, faltering under the weight of his admission.

I felt a rush of indignation, thinking, "A child? But we'd already agreed on being child-free! You promised me you only needed me for the rest of your life!"

A wave of questions and grievances surged within me, but I was at a loss for words. My instinct was to run, yet I suddenly realized that Jaxton had always been my refuge.

I'd always been weak, and Jaxton had disciplined me many times for it.

Yet each time, I would end up snuggling into his embrace, whispering with a smile, "But I still have you, right?"

At those words, Jaxton would tighten his hold on me, resting his head on mine with a mixture of resignation and affection. "I just can't win with you."

It was baffling how I couldn't reconcile the person in front of me with the Jaxton I knew.

I understood that people changed, but how could it be so unrecognizable?

"Louisa, here's the deal. Once the baby is born, I'll give her a sum of money and send her abroad, okay?" Jaxton said, gripping my shoulders with a look of impatience that felt like a sharp sting.

His gaze made me feel like I was the unreasonable one.

I pushed him away with a forceful shove, and with a look of cold determination, I slapped him hard.

Jaxton stood there, stunned, as if he couldn't believe I'd react this way. It was out of character for me, the usually mild-mannered one.

"Louisa! You..."

Without a word, I gave him another sharp slap, my eyes cold and unfeeling.

"Jaxton, you're disgusting. Let's get a divorce."

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