She Trusted the Wrong Savior, So I Became the One She LostChapter 1
After my wife and I decided to be child-free, she had been away on a business trip for a year. One day, I received an anonymous package containing intimate photos of her and her assistant.
She was sitting on her assistant's lap, holding a baby as she breastfed and smiling with such tenderness in the photo.
My mother and I were thunderstruck, standing frozen for a long time. Once we regained our senses, we followed the address written on the back of the photo to confront my wife. To our astonishment, when we found her, she was celebrating the assistant's child's one-month birthday party.
My mother, filled with rage and heartbreak, rushed forward. "Yvonne, why did you hide this from Mark and me? How could you have a child with another man in a different city? You are my daughter-in-law!"
Before my mother could reach her, the assistant stepped forward and slapped my mother to the ground. "Where did this crazy woman come from? How dare you slander my wife by claiming she's your daughter-in-law?"
I quickly helped my mother up and glared at my wife with fury. "Alright, Yvonne, why don't you tell everyone that I'm just some 'other man'?"
Unexpectedly, to protect her assistant, she splashed wine straight onto my face.
"Yes," she sneered. "If you wanted to hit on me, you should have looked in a mirror first to see what kind of pathetic loser you are."
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In her desperation to prove we were strangers, Yvonne went as far as throwing a wine glass at my head, but it unexpectedly struck my face instead.
The glass shards cut my cheek and bright red blood trailed down, staining my clothes. In that moment, my heart felt as if it were being cruelly squeezed, making it hard even to breathe.
Yvonne also froze for a second, a flicker of heartache flashing through her pupils. I said nothing, just looked at her with pained eyes.
Her hands clenched tightly, then loosened, only to clench again.
Finally, she made her decision. Turning coldly, she embraced Corey Levinson and kissed him. "Darling, don't waste your anger on a bumpkin. Today is our son's first-month celebration. We should be happy, understand?"
Corey shot me a challenging look, then deepened the kiss, not releasing Yvonne until she was nearly breathless.