The Revenge of the Abandoned Mate

That evening, my husband, Raymond Lowes, came home with a large bag of formula and diapers.

“Honey, I heard you found an abandoned baby when you went out this morning. He must’ve shown up for a reason. We should adopt him.”

I peeled off my facial mask and looked at him with fake surprise.

“Dear, what are you talking about? When did I ever find a baby?”

A flash of anxiety crossed his face. “I’m talking about the baby you found in the bushes by the neighborhood this morning. Honey, I know you have a good heart. You would never just leave an abandoned baby there.”

I smiled and said, “Well, of course not. I stop to help stray cats and dogs when I see them outside, not to mention a baby.”

Raymond let out a visible sigh of relief upon hearing this.

“Then, go get the baby. He must be hungry. I bought the formula. I’ll make him a bottle right away.”

I said with an innocent look, “But the thing is, I didn’t find any baby.”

Raymond’s body turned stiff.

“Honey, stop joking around. Are you trying to surprise me or something?”

My expression turned serious.

“This is a human life we’re talking about. Why would I joke about that? If I had actually found a baby, I would’ve called the police immediately. There’s no way I’d just bring it straight home.”

Raymond instinctively said, “But she said she saw you take the baby home...”

I raised an eyebrow at him and asked, “Who?”

Raymond realized he had slipped up. He quickly tried to cover his tracks.

“Th-The guard. Yeah, the guard at our complex. She said she watched you pick up the baby.”

I smiled and said, “Then, the guard must’ve been mistaken. I mean, she isn’t exactly young anymore. Poor eyesight is pretty normal.”

“No. There’s no way she could have been wrong.”

Raymond was convinced that I had definitely brought the baby home. He searched every single room in the house at lightning speed. However, he did not find the baby anywhere.

He instantly became panicked.

“No way. Why isn’t the baby here? Where’s he?”

I walked over to comfort him, “Dear, if you really want a kid, let’s go to the hospital and schedule a vasectomy reversal. Then, we can have our own baby.”

Not long after we got married, Raymond told me that childbirth for a woman meant stepping one foot into the grave. He said he did not want me to take any risks. So, he voluntarily got a vasectomy.

Back then, I was deeply moved by his gesture. I thought I had found a man who truly loved and cared for me.

However, whenever I thought about the existence of that illegitimate child, I found it utterly ridiculous.

I pulled his arm and walked toward the bedroom.

“You’ve had a long day. Go get some rest.”

Raymond pulled his hand back and said urgently, “I just remembered that I have some unfinished business at the office. I need to go take care of it first.”

I smirked coldly as I watched him leave in a hurry.

I knew he was going to look for the baby. However, no one except me knew where that baby was.