Chapter 2

Noah tried to find the document for a while, but he finally came out empty-handed.

“Weird, the original document isn’t here.”

He picked up his phone. “Let me ask my wife.”

Mae answered the call, and he put her on speakers.

“Mae, where did you put our original document of our marriage registration? I couldn’t find it when I tried to request for a new copy of our marriage certificate.”

When she answered him, Mae sounded tender.

“Did you tear it apart again? Why are you acting so childish when you’re a father?”

He said sweetly, “Just tell me where you’ve placed it.”

“It’s with me. I’m buying a house for you today, so I brought it as a supporting document. I’ll send it back to you later.”

“Quick, I’m waiting for you at home.”

“Alright, have you bought the milk powder for our son?”

“I did; I bought the brand you mentioned last time.”

“That’s great. Wait for me to head home.” After he ended the call, he smiled sweetly.

“My wife will be home soon. Sorry you have to wait for a while longer. Oh right, let me show you my son!”

He dragged me to a bedroom. “He’s six months old, and he’s adorable.”

I was numb when he dragged me to the baby room. It was then I came back to my senses.

In the baby room, a chubby baby was sleeping in his baby cot.

Noah leaned down with a loving expression.

“He’s adorable, right? My wife said he looks just like me.”

I stood next to him as my blood ran cold.

They had a child together.

Mae and I were married for five years, and she had been pregnant six months ago.

However, she suffered from a miscarriage in the seventh month of her pregnancy. We lost our child.

Since then, she said that she wanted to prioritize her career, so she did not want to have another child at that moment in time.

I thought she was worried that I was upset, so I did not think too much about it.

It turned out that she still wanted a child, just not my child.

“What’s his name?” I asked.

Noah’s smile widened.

“Hayden Jameson. My wife named him.”

My mind went blank.

Hayden.

It was a name I came up with Mae.

Back when she was pregnant, she had wanted to brainstorm some names for our baby. I thought of a few, and we decided on Hayden.

My name also started with H, so she said it would be meaningful.

“What’s the significance of this name?” I could not help but ask.

Noah sighed.

“It was for Mae’s late husband’s name which started with an H. He passed away years ago because he was ill. This name is to celebrate his life.”

I looked at him with a bitter taste in my mouth.

Noah sounded upset.

“Whenever we fought, I would tear up our marriage certificate. Please don’t think I’m being narrow-minded. Actually, I just feel insecure.

“She has such strong feelings for her late husband. Would she feel the same for others? Maybe one day…”

He did not continue.

I stood beside the baby cot and stared at that sleeping baby. I felt conflicted.

If she did not abort our child six months ago, he would be exactly like their child as well.

“She said that her former husband died because of an illness?”

Noah smiled.

“That’s right. She was badly affected back then, and it took her years to move on. After that, she met me and slowly came out of her grief.

“Sometimes, I think it might be fate that I look a little like him.”

I stared at his face.

We did not look alike.

The only possible commonality between us was that we were both dumb.

“Does she treat you well?” I asked.

His eyes glinted.

“Of course, it’s just that she’s too busy. But she said that she’ll hand the company to someone else in a few years’ time and accompany me to travel the world.”

I nodded.

She had said the same thing to me in the past too.

In fact, she had told me that five years prior.