My Wife is Pregnant: The Child is Not Mine

A private detective sent me a bunch of photos of Liam ,flirting with many girls.

Including my wife's private photos.

Every photo had a date.

Based on the date on the private photos of my wife, I deduced that it was the day after our daughter's third birthday, when my wife and I attended the Liam's party.

My wife knelt on the ground, looking up at the camera, with her private parts fully exposed.

The private detective told me that he found these photos on an adult website. Liam took many photos like this, and each girl had a collection, starting from simple obedience tests to more difficult ones.

The private detective told me that my wife's photos are classified according to their nature and belong to the initial simple obedience tests.

I asked for the name of the website and found Liam's account on this website while my wife was still not back.

There was a blogger named Little Dog's Nest who had made notes for each dog.

When I flipped to my wife's section, there were only two words, New Prey.

Apart from one private photo of my wife, there was nothing else.

Based on the photos taken by others, I deduced that my wife would also be arranged to undergo a high-difficulty obedience test in the next few days.

So, I decided to play along with the plan.

I pulled my wife's family and her best friend into a group chat, telling them that in a few days I would surprise my wife with a five-year wedding anniversary gift and asked them to keep it a secret.

Her best friend privately messaged me, "Did you buy a big apartment for Nina? Not bad, you've done a good job keeping it secret!"

I wasn't surprised that she would say this, because I had deliberately posted a picture of an unfinished large flat on Instagram, visible only to her best friend.

I initially planned to have her tell my wife about this when she returned from her parents' home, but I changed my mind.

Her best friend had a loose tongue, and there was a good chance she had already shown the picture to my wife.

When my wife returned home that afternoon, she seemed to be in a good mood.

Seeing me, she ran over excitedly and hugged me.

"Honey, I missed you so much. I came back early from my parents' home. Are you happy?"

Looking at Nina's innocent and harmless face, protected by me and looking much younger than her peers, I only felt a churning in my stomach, a wave of nausea.

The sincerity of these years had been fed to the dogs, and a poisonous one at that.

But to carry out my plan smoothly, I gritted my teeth and said, "Of course, I'm happy that you came back early, darling."

Hearing this, my wife started kissing and nibbling on my face and neck.

I knew this situation all too well.

My wife used to act like this when she was the one taking the initiative.

It had been a long time since I'd received such treatment.

It seemed my wife had already heard about the big apartment.

The next second, I smelled a faint scent of tobacco on her.

I remembered that my wife had probably just met up with her first love, and then she came to me...

The image of my wife and her first love appearing at the hospital flashed through my mind.

My wife squatted down.

……

It had been a long time since I felt this satisfied.

Perhaps because of Liam, my wife had completely changed into a different person. She was like a new being. I felt like I didn't know the former Nina anymore.

Perhaps I had never really known the real Nina. What she showed me was just a facade, and only in front of her first love, Liam, was she her true self.

I lit a cigarette afterward. The smoke curled around the bedroom, and when my wife came out of the bathroom, she was so choked by the smoke that she immediately walked over and snatched the cigarette from my hand.

"Michael, you never used to smoke in the bedroom. What's wrong with you today? Don't you know I hate the smell of smoke?"

Looking at the cigarette thrown into the trash, I could only find it amusing. She didn't even realize how strong the smell of smoke was on her when she came back, did she?

Not allowing me to smoke in front of her, but being able to tolerate another man smoking in front of her, huh?

I pretended to be aggrieved and said, "Honey, it's been a while since we've done it. I got so excited that I forgot you can't stand the smell of smoke. It won't happen again. Please forgive your husband, my good wife."

My wife, who was standing by the bed, relaxed her frown and smiled.

"Honey, you did well today. Who knows, maybe we'll have our own child soon."

Child?

The child in my wife's belly was really resilient; even after all this, it was still fine.

I hadn't been harsh enough; that wouldn't do.

While my wife was still in a good mood, I grabbed her by the waist and said, "Honey, we'll have our own child, so you'd better not mess around outside."

My wife's face turned pale instantly, and she quickly said, "How could that be, darling? You know you're the only man for me."

Indeed, my wife had given her first time to me. I was so moved that I swore I would marry her no matter what.

I got what I wanted, but my wife had broken her promise.