The Child Isn't Mine, My Wife Asked Me If Blood Ties Are Really Important

When I confronted Mia with a paternity test for our children.

She shamelessly retorted me, "Is blood relationship really that important?"

After working hard for ten years for my family, it turned out to be a joke.

I swore to ruin her reputation, divorce her without leaving a penny for her, but I never expected to be knocked unconscious and burned to death by her lover in a factory.

My cheap wife took my insurance money and flew away with her lover, while my elderly parents were infuriated when they found out that neither of their grandchildren were biologically related to them.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day when I confronted Mia. This time, I would make sure that you would not have a good ending.

***

About the last memory of my past life.

It was the excruciating pain of being unable to breathe and having my skin burned in a fire.

Until death, the triumphant laughter of the adulterous couple was still lingering in my ears.

I could only curse Mia in despair that I would never let her go in the next life.

...

When I opened my eyes again, I heard my mother-in-law's harsh and noisy voice saying, "He's fine. A grown man won't die from being hit by a water cup. It's normal for couple to play and roughhouse."

At this moment, I finally felt the intense pain in my head. I saw my mom anxiously picking up the broken pieces of porcelain on the floor, while asking, "Bob, are you okay? Go sit on the sofa and take a rest."

I looked at the two teenagers on the sofa and finally reacted.

It turned out it was this day.

On the day when my mother-in-law asked me for 200,000 dollars to buy a car for my brother-in-law.

In two hours, I would receive the paternity test report that declared I had been cuckolded.

I watched my brother-in-law playing with his phone, completely indifferent to the fact that he accidentally hit me and caused me injury.

Well, no.

He was actually the illegitimate child of Mia, my wife, who gave birth to him when she was in her teens.

In order to protect the reputation of Mia, he became Mia's younger brother and was named Andrew.

And the reason why he smashed me with a cup today was because I refused to give him 200,000 dollars to buy a car.

I touched the lump on my head, and a few drops of blood remained on my hand.

"Dad, stop pretending. My uncle just smashed it gently, it's not going to kill you. Who are you lying on the ground for?"

This little girl who relied on Andrew was my nominal daughter, Larrisa.

I thought about this whole bunch of bastards with dirty tricks, who deceived me willingly to work like a horse for theie family, and I suddenly became furious. I picked up the nearby feather duster, and rushed towards the sofa. I would start with you two spoiled brats.