Live A Happy Life With Your First Love, Dearest Wife
On New Year’s Eve, an old friend called to congratulate me on the birth of my son.
“Emrys, you’ve been keeping this a secret pretty well! If I hadn’t seen you and your wife taking care of the baby together, I wouldn’t have known you had a child!”
I froze in my tracks.
How could I not know I had a child? And that I was taking care of him with her?
I immediately called my wife, who was still working late, to confront her about it. She just laughed and said our friend must have been mistaken, which was why this whole mix-up happened.
But the very next second, our friend sent a photo.
In the photo, she was facing sideways, holding a child in her arms, with a man standing beside her. Only his back was visible, but the silhouette was exactly like mine.
Her smile was gentle and radiant. At first glance, she looked utterly blissful.
I stared at the meticulously prepared New Year’s Eve dinner spread before me and suddenly flung it to the floor.
I immediately dialed my brother. He was a lawyer. “Celene Zeller cheated on me. She even had a child.
“I want a divorce. I want to kick her out of my company and make her leave with nothing.”