
My Wife Said the Child is Not Mine
Chapter 2
I went home and took some of my son's hair.
Then I slowly walked into the paternity testing center across the hospital.
The results would take a few days to come out.
I sat on the steps of the hospital, completely stunned, unable to get over Emily's words.
After a year of marriage, I considered myself generous to Emily.
I met her through Daniel Davis, and we confirmed our relationship on a blind date.
Emily was beautiful and well-educated. Her mother asked me to give her $50,000 before I could marry Emily. No room for negotiation.
I took out my savings from years of work and loaned some money from my parents to get the money.
On the wedding day, when my relatives saw that I, who usually looked dull, had married such a beautiful wife, they all thought I was lucky.
But the imagined happy life after marriage did not come to me.
I treated her like a goddess and didn't let her do any work.
But she had always been cold to me. When we had sex, she either refused or reluctantly cooperated.
I was never satisfied.
After having a baby, she even wouldn't let me touch her and let me sleep in the guest room.
I had always been obedient to her and never complained for the sake of our baby.
After the child was born, I was the one who changed his diapers, fed him, and bathed him.
She acted like a boss, sitting on the sofa and ordering me to do things.
And her family kept asking me for money.
After marriage, her mother and younger brother found various ways to ask me for money. Their reasons included the refrigerator and sofa at home being broken, they didn't have money to start a business, etc. As soon as I got my salary, her family would borrow it before I got it.
They haven't paid back a single penny.
My mother-in-law always complained that I was not capable and couldn't help them, so Emily had to suffer with me.
I just smiled and didn't refute them.
I earned $10,000 a month. If they hadn't kept asking for money, although we wouldn't live a rich life, we would have enough food and clothing.
What was more, my family's demolition compensation would be received soon. I originally thought that once the money arrived, we would move to a bigger house and buy a car.
Now it seemed that it needed further consideration.
There was no conclusion yet as to whose child it was, but hearing Emily say "Jacob is boring" and "I married him because he is easy to control", every word made me heartbroken.
For the first time in a year, I realized that perhaps Emily had never liked me.
I was lost in thought when my phone rang.