On Father's Day, My Wife Asked Son To Call Someone Else "Dad"

John, trying to smooth things over, spoke with a smile, “Hey, don’t get the wrong idea. If there was anything going on between us, trust me, you wouldn’t even be in the picture?”

His face was dripping with disdain, and he added, “I know that someone as excellent as Shelly must have many suitors. You might feel insecure because of that. But don’t read too much into it. Shelly and I are just friends, aren’t we, Shelly?”

Shelly blushed a bit at John’s words and nodded, “Of course, he’s just overthinking. He’s been at home all day, and it’s made him a bit paranoid!”

Jack also chimed in, “Yeah, yeah! Dad’s always at home looking silly. It’d be so embarrassing to take him out!”

Jack looked at John with admiration and said, “I wish John was my real dad!”

His words, along with those of his mother, left me stunned.

Over the years, I had indeed been out of work, but it wasn’t always like this.

I had legitimate businesses abroad. Disheartened by family conflicts, I decided to return home after resolving them, to seek peace.

It was then that I met Shelly Byrne, who was attempting to commit suicide.

She said she hated wealthy people, and since I was broke at the time, she was pleased. I saved her, and she fell for me. According to the fairy tale, this should have been a happy ending.

But her family didn’t approve. As an only child, they wanted a son-in-law to carry on the family name and preserve their business.

Shelly was crying and begging me, but I just shrugged it off and told her, “I only care about you. As long as we’re happy, everything else doesn’t matter.”

Besides, I really didn’t care about her family’s assets.

Later, I joined her family, and after she gave birth to our son, I stayed at home to take care of him.

I managed my businesses remotely, often joking with Shelly, “I’m just a typical househusband.”

She would tease me back, “And you’re the perfect kept man.”

Although her parents disapproved of me, we three were a happy family.

I enjoyed our life and didn’t mind these efforts or sacrifices, especially since I had been quietly managing the Byrne family’s business.

Over the years, whenever the Byrne family’s company faced a crisis, I handled it secretly.

Shelly enjoyed being a career woman while I supported her from behind the scenes, including taking care of our son’s daily needs.

I thought Shelly enjoyed this life like I did.

But today, I realized that all my sacrifices and efforts were in vain.

In the eyes of my wife and son, I was nothing but a useless failure.