My Husband Says His Lover's Baby Is Mine

Dr. Lambert looked reluctant and adjusted his glasses.“Mr. Griffin, Ms. Johnson has a weak body and had a hard time getting pregnant. You both tried for almost three years before it finally happened. The chances of it happening again are… If she finds out that the baby she worked so hard to have was aborted on purpose, it will be a disaster.”The anesthesia was already making my body go numb. I wanted to move, but I could only lift one finger.Albert Griffin walked in and stroked my hand. He smiled gently before turning to Dr. Lambert.“Don’t worry. She can’t hear anything. Just increase the anesthesia later, and she’ll never know.“Both babies are girls, and Paulina looks like me, not Summer. She won’t suspect anything.”Dr. Lambert opened his mouth as if to say something, but Albert waved him off.“Summer has been with me for three years. I already feel guilty for not giving her a proper status. I need to make sure our child rightfully becomes part of the Griffin family.”Dr

When I woke up, Albert was already dressed. He brushed my nose with his fingertip and told me to sleep in a little longer.As soon as the bedroom door closed, I heard his overly dramatic voice from outside.“Honey, even a Michelin three-star chef can’t cook as well as you!”Through the window, I caught a glimpse of a Maybach parked out front. Wilson was waiting by the villa entrance. He was ready to drive.Summer’s voice was a mix of delight and complaint. “Honey, wait! Where’s my good morning kiss?”The two of them flirted for a while. They sounded like a couple on their honeymoon.“I’m heading to the office. Take care of the baby at home.”As the car disappeared down the road, I took a deep breath. Just then, my phone buzzed.[Honey, save some room for dessert tonight. I’m bringing you your favorite strawberry shortcake.][Okay.]I replied flatly and got up to wash up.When I opened the door, I heard Summer swearing in the kitchen, “Stupid deaf idiot, why didn’t you just d

Before takeoff, my phone was already flooded with messages. They were all from Albert. He kept asking why I had not arrived yet.[Honey, I’m on my way to the hotel.]After sending the text, I scheduled another one to go out in ten minutes, then powered off my phone.Albert sighed in relief when he saw my reply. As he looked up, he saw Summer welcoming guests into the party hall like the lady of the house.More than once, he caught whispers in the crowd.“Who’s the real Mrs. Griffin? She doesn’t look like the one from the news. Did she get work done? Or… did Mr. Griffin remarry?”“I heard Mrs. Griffin went deaf three years ago. Makes sense if he moved on. A man like him isn’t going to stick with a wife who can’t even hear.”“Who knows? These wealthy families always have skeletons in the closet. Maybe the real wife hasn’t shown up yet, and the mistress is just playing queen for now.”Hearing those comments, Albert could not help but feel annoyed. To him, I was always the rightf

Albert’s expression instantly darkened. He looked at Summer with disbelief and anger.The crowd erupted in shocked murmurs. Meanwhile, in the video, I was still completely unaware and continued to record.After all, I was deaf. I could not hear the spiteful words Summer was saying behind me.Summer stood frozen, unsure of what to do. In the next moment, Albert slapped her hard across the face.When she turned her head, she locked eyes with his furious stare.“Letting you take care of the baby was already merciful enough. What right do you have to talk about her?”Summer clutched at his sleeve, and tears streamed down her face. Just as she was about to speak, he slapped her again on the other cheek.He stormed out of the party hall. Behind him, countless people raised their phones, and the sound of cameras clicking echoed through the hall.When the plane landed at the island airport, I turned my phone on. As soon as it powered up, a flood of messages appeared.There were condol

Albert had been spiraling into despair for a long time. After drinking excessively, he ended up in the hospital multiple times with stomach issues, and he could feel the mocking stares of the doctors and nurses.His negative press kept piling up, and his company’s stock price was plummeting.One day, for the first time in ages, he was not suffering from a hangover. With a clearer head, he decided to visit Mindy. After all, she had been my closest friend during my final days, and he thought she might still have some of my personal belongings. He also wondered if she knew what my last words were.But when he showed up at her house, he found someone else living there. After asking around, he learned that Mindy had sold the place just a couple of days after my death.He had a hunch. Maybe everything that had happened was something I had planned ahead of time.He did not feel anger or frustration at being deceived. The thought that I might still be alive made his heart race with ho