The Wife is Pregnant with Her Lover’s Child

3

I used all my strength to suppress my anger and resentment.

I closed my eyes, calming my fury, and after a long while, forced a word.

"Why?"

Evelyn finally raised her head to look at me.

Her eyes were large, and her pale face made them appear even deeper.

"I can't abandon him."

As soon as she spoke, her tears fell like broken beads, burning my heart with pain.

I loved Evelyn, loved her to the bone.

But Evelyn was always indifferent to me. Her smiles were faint, and even her anger was faint.

She rarely showed any emotional fluctuations towards me.

I thought it was just her cold personality, but now I realized she simply didn't care about me.

"Quinn, Noah... he only has one year left."

So what? What did that have to do with me and my child?

"You know, he's an orphan. He just hopes to have someone who loves him by his side in his final days."

"I can't bear for him to be forgotten by the world after he dies. I want to have a child for him, to continue his bloodline."

She kept talking, but my heart grew colder inch by inch.

"I only found out today that Noah left me back then because my mom forced him to."

"His career was improving, and he was at a crucial point for promotion, but he left for my sake."

"He hasn't had a good life these years, and now he's come back just to see the person he loves before he dies."

"He has sacrificed so much for me. I can't bear to let him be alone anymore."

"I want to give him a home, I want to have a child for him."

This was absurd. What did she think I am!

My heart was being trampled. Every word she said was like a slow death to me.

"Your love is so amazing and touching that my child and I have to be its sacrifice?"

A trace of guilt flashed across Evelyn's face, so quickly it seemed like an illusion.

"Quinn, you're different. You're still healthy. We have a lot of future ahead of us!"

"It's just one year. Wait for me for a year."

"After a year, if Noah... I'll come back to you with the child."

"You love children so much, you will definitely love me and Noah's child too, right?"

Ha, I felt like laughing in anger.

Had I been too accommodating over the years, so much so that she forgot I was also a normal man, a man with dignity?

She openly cheated on me during our marriage and still expected me to care for her lover's child.

Was I just a big fool?

The room felt stuffy, and I took a deep breath.

"Evelyn, what if I don't agree to the divorce?"

She was stunned, her expression momentarily bewildered. Perhaps she had never considered that I would refuse her request.

After all, in the five years we had been together, I had always complied with her wishes.

She thought for a moment, as if making a firm decision.

"If you don't agree to the divorce, I'll still move out and live with Noah, and have his child!"

"Quinn, I'm just going to be with Noah for a year. We'll still have a long time together afterward!"

"You love me so much. Don't make a fuss and put me in a difficult position, okay?"

Now, if I didn't agree to the divorce and fulfill their wishes, I was the one being unreasonable.

4

At that moment, I finally couldn't control my temper any longer.

I stared at her, like a sulking child.

"Evelyn, you can dream about getting a divorce!"

"I'll make sure your child remains an illegitimate one!"

With that, I slammed the door and left.

I didn't want to stay any longer, not for a moment.

I was afraid I'd do something I'd regret in my anger.

I needed to calm down, and I needed to give Evelyn time to calm down too!

It was late at night, and it began to drizzle, with almost no one on the streets.

Thinking back on my deep love, I never expected it to be trampled like this.

Evelyn and I were neighbors.

My parents were often away on business.

Evelyn's mother, Grace Harris, was a housewife. Seeing me alone often, she always warmly invited me to eat at their house.

She would often joke with me.

"Quinn looks like he has a bright future. How about becoming my son-in-law when you grow up?"

As a child, I couldn't resist her kindness. I often ate at their house, and Evelyn was indeed sweet and endearing back then, always following me and calling me "Quinn."

So, deep down, I felt I should take responsibility and take good care of Evelyn.

To realize my goal and give Evelyn a happy life, I spent day and night in the lab and hospital, interning.

What I didn't know was that while I was busy and unable to accompany her, she had fallen for someone else.