mousepad-d2 Chapter 192: Your Husband Already Has Three Children
Chapter 192: Your Husband Already Has Three Children
"I was pregnant with a child eight years ago, too. But at the time, my husband was dead set against me keeping it. No matter how much I begged him, he wouldn’t let me keep the baby. Later, when I was six months pregnant, I tripped over a broom on the floor and started bleeding heavily. The baby was gone..."
"I saw the doctor take it out... piece by piece... That was my baby... my poor baby..."
"After that, for a long time, I’d always dream of my child crying out, asking me why I abandoned them..."
"Every time I think about it, I feel so miserable. If I had just been a little more careful, my baby wouldn’t have died!"
"I’ve made my peace with my infertility. Maybe this is karma for our decision to be childfree back then. Thank you, Host. Thank you for telling me!"
She had gotten the reading she wanted and was about to disconnect when Shen Zhiyao stopped her. "Wait!" animating and editing your content. The process is streamlined, intuitive, and designed to help you create professional-quality videos with ease.
The truth was cruel, but Shen Zhiyao couldn’t help but reveal it:
"The truth is, your husband has had a mistress for a long time. They have three children together; the youngest is just two months old. The child you saw on his phone is his. He’s the one who caused you to lose your baby. He prevented you from giving birth because he wants to divorce you, but he can’t bear to part with your money, so he’s just been dragging it out."
These words struck Ai Ni like a bolt from the blue. She couldn’t process it for a long time, her mind just buzzing.
[Holy crap, this is the second cheater from today’s readings!]
[This is why women have to think carefully before agreeing to be childfree! A man can still have kids in his sixties or seventies, but a woman hits menopause in her forties or fifties and loses her fertility!]
[He’s a total scumbag. Didn’t let his wife have kids when she was young, but he goes and has a mistress and keeps knocking her up!]
[F*ck, even as a guy, I think what he did is way out of line. I really want to kill this man!]
"No! No, no, this isn’t real. This can’t be real..." The blow was too great, and for a moment, Ai Ni couldn’t accept it. "Host, did you make a mistake in your reading? We’ve been together since we were kids. He’s my photographer, and we even founded an entertainment company together. He would never do this to me! If he didn’t love me anymore, or if he didn’t want children, why didn’t he say so sooner?"
Faced with skepticism, Shen Zhiyao remained calm. She knew that people instinctively resist when dealt a devastating blow.
Shen Zhiyao said, "If you don’t believe me, go look in the locked bookcase in your home. The key is in the coffee table drawer."
Hearing Shen Zhiyao’s words, Ai Ni immediately grabbed the key and went to the study.
This study was where her husband did photoshoots and kept his magazines. There was a lock on the bookcase.
Her husband had told her it contained confidential documents and that no one was allowed to touch it without his permission.
Now, following Shen Zhiyao’s instructions, she unlocked the bookcase.
Inside was a pile of locked document folders. Beneath them lay a stack of property deeds, a family photo, and paternity tests.
One of the deeds was for a villa in the suburbs, registered under her husband’s name alone.
But her husband had never told her he’d bought a house.
The company’s performance had been poor these last two years, with profits down. ’How could he have bought a villa? And who was it for?’
The paternity tests below confirmed that he was biologically related to all three children.
Ai Ni’s face was deathly pale, and her whole body trembled. She couldn’t believe it. The husband who had treated her with respect for over a decade had actually betrayed her!
Shen Zhiyao’s voice came through: "The reason he hasn’t asked for a divorce is that he’s been slowly transferring the company’s assets. Once he’s finished moving all the money, he’ll bring it up!"
[Oh my god! This man is even more disgusting than I thought. Get lost, you scumbag! Go, go, go!]
[Ai Ni, listen to me. This isn’t the time to be sad. You have to do something to cut your losses before you end up with nothing and no one!]
[I’m a divorce lawyer. Gather evidence immediately. Having children with a mistress while married could be grounds for bigamy charges. He’s clearly at fault, so you can get more of the assets in the divorce.]
[And another thing! Ai Ni, you need to move the assets now! That scumbag is already transferring them, don’t let him take everything!]
’Transferring assets...’
A desolate chill spread through Ai Ni. To have lived for over thirty years, only to be schemed against like this by the man who slept beside her...
’How laughable!’
’What about her youth? What about the child she’d lost in that "accidental" miscarriage?’
’At this point, what else could she hold onto besides money?’
Once she accepted the truth, she began to recall things, and it all felt so familiar...
Back then, after her miscarriage, she had been in a daze, unable to move on for a long time.
Her husband had used that opportunity to give her position and authority at the company to another woman.
At the time, he’d said, "I’m worried you’ll hurt yourself. Just stay home and focus on recovering. From now on, you can just go shopping and to the spa. I’ll be the one working hard out there, and you can just be responsible for being beautiful!"
And so, for the past few years, she hadn’t gotten involved in company affairs, just waiting for her husband to give her the dividends.
But for years, her husband kept saying the company wasn’t doing well. Not only did he not give her any dividends, but he also kept taking money from her to "subsidize" the company.
She had trusted the man she shared a bed with too much, helping him with all her heart for over a decade.
Only now did she realize that he had been scheming against her all along.
"Thank you, Host. After this reading, I know what I have to do next."
’If she couldn’t rely on a man, then she would have to hold tight to her money.’
After she disconnected from the live stream, her husband came home.
Seeing that she was still awake, he smiled and asked, "Honey, it’s so late. Why aren’t you asleep yet?"
As he got closer, she could clearly smell the scent of sour milk on him.
She had smelled this scent on her husband years ago.
When she had asked about it, her husband would always say, "I don’t know. Maybe a colleague’s kid spit up on me."
’How does a grown man get spit up on by a child? And it happened three separate times?’
Ai Ni hadn’t understood before, but now, she did.
The milk was for a baby. He must have been feeding the child, and it spit up on him.
Only babies spit up milk like that unintentionally.
She had learned all this from online videos back when she was pregnant, thinking she was going to be a mother.
She once had the chance to have a child, but her husband had been vehemently against it, even orchestrating the loss of her baby, which left her permanently infertile.
He had said their lives would become a total mess if they had a child.
He had said, "I hate the sound of a baby crying, I hate it when they pee on the floor—I hate everything about kids."
He always said, "We agreed before we got married not to have children. If you go back on your word, then we’ll get a divorce."
In the end, it was her love that had blinded her, leaving her with no defenses against her own husband as he plotted to get rid of the child she had been carrying for six months.
But the man who had been so determined to kill his own child had changed after just a few years.
He had turned around and found a young, beautiful, fertile woman to bear his children.
And she... she could never be a mother in this life...