
My Wife Is Expecting Me to Raise Another Man's Child
My Wife Is Expecting Me to Raise Another Man's Child Chapter 1
"Let's have a baby."
My wife's best friend asked her to go drinking in the middle of the night.
But she ignored me who had a perforated stomach.
I was coughing up blood and needed emergency treatment, while she was busy drinking wine with a group of strangers.
"Isn't it just pharyngitis? We have medicine at home. Can you stop being so pretentious?"
Then, she gently said to the man in the bar, "Sweetheart, don't drink if you can't. If something happens to you, I will be sad."
Later, she begged me in the same tone, "Honey, I'm sorry. Please don't leave me!"
But I was not a man in the bar who would come back after just a few words of coaxing.
Considering that we were husband and wife, I would naturally help her and her man live a happy life!
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My throat was burning with pain. And as soon as I made a sound, I couldn't stop coughing out blood!
I called Megan with difficulty, hoping she could take me to the hospital.
She came in. And I was relieved.
But I never expected that she came in just to take the car keys and turned around to leave.
"Heather asked me to go for a drink, and I couldn't refuse."
Heather was her best friend and asked her to drink every now and then.
I held back the pain and pleaded with anger and helplessness. "I'm coughing like this, shouldn't you take me to the hospital first?"
She turned around and glared at me with eyes full of disgust.
"It's just a cough that causes bleeding. It's normal for you to have pharyngitis. Just take some medicine. Why go to the hospital?"
I wanted to say that this was not pharyngitis, but I was in pain right now!
My strength was almost exhausted, and I used up the last bit of my strength to ask her, "Take me to the hospital."
She smiled coldly, not disguising her contempt at all.
"It's about to start over there. I don't have time."
As soon as the door slammed, she left in a hurry.
Since half a year ago, she went out with her friend and got drunk every two days.
I didn't stop her from socializing. Every time she got drunk, I would go to each bar to pick her up and take her home.
But I never thought that in her heart, drinking was more important than my life.
Megan didn't come to my rescue, so I could only put my hope on my friend, Ethan.
The call came in the middle of the night, and he picked up quickly.
I didn't have the strength to make a sound, but when he heard the noise from my end, he knew something was wrong with me.
He came as fast as he could and took me to the hospital.
I went through a series of tests. The test results were not what I expected. It was a perforated stomach!
The doctor frowned and asked Ethan why he didn't send me here earlier?
If this situation had been delayed by half an hour, my life would have been in danger!
Ethan was busy paying bills and getting medicine and had no time to deal with the doctor.
Only after he pushed me into the ward did he answer the doctor's question and asked me, "Where's your wife? Where is she when you're so sick? Fortunately, my sleep quality is poor, or the consequences are unimaginable!"
I weakly took out my phone.
I wanted to see if my wife, Megan, had sent me any message.
Unfortunately, no. But there were a few posts she just posted on Ins.
[Today's bars are full of young people. I'm so happy.]
[Women should be nicer to themselves and enjoy themselves when they can!]
There was a picture of a man hugging her.
I was heartbroken.
Megan knew that I hated her having physical contact with other men the most. Not only was she hugged by someone, but she did it openly!
Ethan naturally saw Megan's Ins. He was stunned for a moment, and then reminded me meaningfully, "I should not say this, but in this situation, I advise you to divorce."
Ethan stayed with me until four in the morning. He was a lawyer and had to go to another city for a court session at dawn.
He left, but I couldn't be without someone to accompany me.
I had no choice but to contact Megan, hoping that she would have some conscience and come to accompany me.
The phone rang for a long time before it was answered. Just as I was about to speak, a man's voice sounded.
"You are annoying. I just went to sleep."