The day my wife gave birth, my mother and I accidentally overheard her conversation with her assistant outside the delivery room: "Jason, I had twins with different fathers. The one with the birthmark on his hand is your son. The other one is my husband's." "Vivian, really? That's… shocking!" Jason Clark looked utterly incredulous. "It's true! That night, after I was intimate with Liam, I was also with you. I wasn't sure… so I had a DNA test done immediately. The results showed they're heteropaternal superfecundation twins!" Hearing this, Jason was ecstatic. He took his child and showered Vivian Hayes with passionate kisses. Witnessing this, my mother couldn't bear the shock. She collapsed and never woke up. As I knelt before my mother's cold body, weeping uncontrollably, Vivian sent me a text. "Honey, I've decided to go to a postpartum recovery center. I'm only taking one of the babies. You can take care of the other one. Let you experience what it's like to be a father!" The double blow made me want to die. I coughed up a mouthful of blood! … 1 I don’t know how to describe the rage and grief churning inside me. My lover’s infidelity, my mother’s death, and the fact that one of the sons wasn’t mine—all these humiliations felt like an invisible demonic hand, clutching my heart so tightly I could barely breathe. Looking at my mother's lifeless body, my guilt intensified. But there was no time to wallow in sorrow; a nurse soon approached me, holding a baby. "Mr. Miller, please hold your baby! He’s been crying non-stop ever since your wife left with his brother." "It's like he knows his mom abandoned him." I raised my bloodshot eyes and slowly turned my head towards the baby in the nurse's arms. I reached out with trembling hands and took the child. In that moment, my heart was in turmoil. I prayed that Vivian had taken my child, not that other man's. But when I saw that the baby’s tiny hands had no birthmark, it was like I’d been punched in the gut. I collapsed to the floor. She had chosen to leave my child behind, taking only Jason Clark’s son to live their so-called happy family life. My heart ached unbearably. Just then, Jason Clark texted me: "Liam, buddy, I'll take good care of Vivian and the little guy, don't you worry! I'll even be his godfather." Right after, he posted on social media. Two photos. One showed his hand intertwined with a delicate, fair hand wearing a wedding ring. I knew that hand too well. On her ring finger was the wedding ring I had personally designed and given her. The other photo was of him holding their son in one arm, his other arm around Vivian’s back as she snuggled her head on his shoulder. "Grateful for the two most important people in my life: my son and the woman I love most." "Even during her recovery, she wants to be with me and our son." Colleagues who knew us, though confused, liked and congratulated them. Only I stood frozen, clutching my phone, my eyes red and trembling. What a shameless pair. What a stolen family. She claimed she left my son with me so I could learn to be a father, supposedly to spare Jason’s feelings. In reality, she just didn't want my child to get in their way. The baby was so young, just born, and already abandoned by his own mother. I silently took off my wedding ring and threw it out the window. Seven years of deep affection had ended in mockery and betrayal. What should have been a joyous occasion had turned into planning a funeral. I swallowed all my bitterness alone, arranging my mother’s funeral. Vivian never called me, not even a single text, since that day. She didn't even ask about our young son. 2 That night, I contacted a lawyer to draft divorce papers. I’d serve them to her when she returned. Since the baby was so young, I hired a nanny to help care for him. Life had to go on. Work couldn’t stop. I returned to the office. As soon as I walked in, I heard colleagues whispering. When I walked past, they all looked at me, their eyes filled with mockery, pity, and sympathy. "Did you guys hear? CEO Hayes actually had twins with different fathers. One of them is Assistant Clark's." "Whoa! You can't just say things like that." "I'm not making it up, it's true. The day CEO Hayes gave birth, I happened to be passing by and accidentally overheard the doctor talking to her." "Look, Assistant Clark even posted about it on social media, saying something about being a godfather. He's actually the biological father." "Oh my god, that's insane!" "Director Miller is so pitiful. He doesn't know anything. CEO Hayes not only cheated on him but also left him with his child…" All sorts of humiliating words reached my ears, making them burn. Everyone knew Vivian had cheated on me. I don’t know how I made it to my office; my chest ached as if it were bleeding. Before I could even compose myself, a colleague came in to tell me there was a meeting. "Director Miller, CEO Hayes just called. She wants everyone in the conference room for a meeting." When I entered the conference room, it was already full. I looked up at the projector. Vivian was on screen, holding Jason Clark’s child, announcing something to everyone. "During my recovery period, I've decided to let Assistant Clark temporarily take over as acting CEO. That project we were working on needs to be pushed forward. Whoever can land the contract will receive a very generous bonus from the company." As soon as she finished, everyone turned to look at me again. "I thought CEO Hayes would let Director Miller manage things, since he's her husband." "Alright, keep it down." I ignored the whispers and focused on winning that project. After all, I'd be divorcing Vivian soon and resigning. I needed to earn some money for the baby before I left. From then on, I was constantly running between the company and home, trying to soothe a baby to sleep while also working late on the project. After several sleepless days and nights, my body started to give out. By the time I finished the project, I was exhausted. When I took the initiative to contact the client with my project proposal, they were very satisfied with it. As soon as I got back to my office, I collapsed from exhaustion. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself in a hospital. I was anxious to be discharged because the client was coming to sign the contract today. Unexpectedly, when I walked into the conference room, I saw Vivian with Jason Clark, signing the contract with the client. "I never expected Assistant Clark to be so talented. This project is actually his work." "I thought it was Director Miller's." "How could it be? I've been in charge of this project all along. I put a lot of hard work into it." Standing at the door, I couldn't hold back any longer and rushed in. I finally understood. Jason Clark had stolen my project while I was unconscious and claimed it as his own. 3 "Jason Clark, the project I worked tirelessly on, staying up all night—when did it become yours?" I looked at this despicable scumbag, wanting nothing more than to punch him. He saw the fury in my eyes and, flustered, hid behind Vivian. "CEO Hayes, this project is indeed mine. Director Miller must be addled from taking care of the baby if he’s trying to steal credit." Hearing this, Vivian glared at me, then politely addressed the confused client. "Don't listen to him. I announced a big reward for anyone who could produce an outstanding project, so naturally, everyone wants a piece of the pie." "I believe this project was done by my assistant, Jason Clark." The client, enlightened, looked at me with disdain. "I can't believe there are people in this world who would stoop to such sneaky things for money." His words made everyone present mock me as a thief. "I never knew Director Miller was that kind of person!" "You can know a person's face, but not their heart!" "Could it be retaliation? Because of that…" "Shh, don't talk!" I stood there like a clown, utterly humiliated. I couldn't take it anymore. I punched Jason Clark in the face. "This is my project! How dare you just take it?" Vivian’s face immediately darkened. She had an employee escort the client out, not wanting them to witness a company dispute. Once they left, Vivian slapped me across the face. After she hit me, her body trembled violently, and she quickly pulled her hand back. Since we married, we had always been loving and had never fought. Now, because of Jason Clark, Vivian had truly lost it with me for the first time. "Are you done making a scene? Do you have to embarrass me in front of everyone? If you want money, I can give it to you." "The client was just here, and you act childishly, trying to steal a project like a thief." She didn't even offer me an explanation. Even if I continued to insist the project was mine, no one would believe me. Jason Clark hypocritically rushed to Vivian’s side. "CEO Hayes, don't blame Director Miller. Don't let my affairs cause you two to argue." But our marriage had already fractured because of him. He’d even fathered a child with her. I laughed self-deprecatingly, tears of utter disappointment welling in my eyes. Seeing me like this, Vivian’s heart fluttered. She wanted to say something, but I had already taken off my work badge and thrown it on the floor. "Vivian Hayes, I'll send you the divorce papers and my resignation letter later." With that, I disappeared through the doorway. Vivian was stunned. She hadn't expected me to bring up divorce. Just as she was about to chase after me, Jason Clark quickly stopped her. "Vivian, let's go home quickly!" "Mom just called, said the baby's been crying non-stop." "I think he misses his mommy." Hearing this, Vivian lost all inclination to look for me and hurriedly left with Jason Clark. I watched her retreating figure, so decisive. It never occurred to her that she had another child at home waiting for her, also longing for his mother's embrace. Son, we don’t want a mother like that. 4 As soon as I got home, I heard my son crying. At that moment, an endless wave of sorrow washed over me. His mother was on the other side, taking care of someone else's child, never once asking about him. I picked him up, cooed softly, and lulled him to sleep. Just as he finally drifted off, my phone buzzed with a video call from Jason Clark. My finger accidentally swiped and answered. The just-asleep baby instantly started crying again. But I stared transfixed at the video, at the naked man and woman passionately kissing, clinging to each other. "Jason, be careful, I just finished my postpartum recovery." "Don't worry, I'll be gentle." "Let's just indulge one last time. After tomorrow, I have to go home." "I've neglected him for so long because of you. When I think of the disappointed look in his eyes, I get so scared I'll lose him." "And you, why did you have to steal his project? You made me frame him." Vivian playfully tapped Jason's chest, but after a few taps, she slowly melted into his tender embrace. My eyes were bloodshot. I screamed at the shameless couple in the video like a madman, but they didn't seem to hear. Only I was left, like a fool, to endure the torment. So, Vivian knew the project was mine, but she chose to frame me for Jason Clark’s sake. My heart died in that instant. Finally, I smashed my phone against the wall. My heart truly ached, so cold. There was no need to stay in this house anymore; it was Vivian's pre-nuptial property. The day I married her, many of her friends had secretly called me ungrateful, mocking me as a poor loser unworthy of Vivian. For her, I had endured it all. That’s why I worked so hard on the project. In the end, I had only paved the way for someone else. The next day, I woke up early, packed my things, and signed the divorce papers, leaving them on the coffee table before I left. I took my son and left without a shred of reluctance. Unexpectedly, just as I opened the door, Vivian returned with Jason Clark’s spawn. The moment she saw me, she leaned into my arms. "Liam, I'm back!" "I know you and our son must have missed us, right?" Missed them? Ha! I emotionlessly pushed Vivian away. Thinking of her betrayal and her indulgence of Jason Clark, I wished I never had to see her again in this lifetime. "Liam? You… what's wrong?" "Are you still angry about the project?" I said nothing, just watched her with extreme coldness, waiting to see how she would explain herself. Just then, Jason Clark’s child started crying. Vivian’s eyes lit up. She handed the baby to me. "Liam, you haven't seen little Jake yet. Quick, hold him." I raised my hand and slapped her across the face. She'd been back for so long and hadn't asked a single question about the child in our home, yet she wanted me to hold Jason Clark's spawn. "Vivian Hayes, can you stop pretending?" "This child is clearly one of the heteropaternal twins you carried, Jason Clark's spawn. Why should I hold my wife's lover's child?" Vivian’s eyes widened, and she stood there stunned for a long time. "You… you knew?" "The truth always comes out." I threw the divorce papers in her face. "Since it's come to this, let's just get divorced. I'll let you two tragic lovers be together." Just as I was about to leave, Vivian tearfully hugged me from behind. "No, let's not get divorced." "I'll change. To make up for my mistake, I've decided to hold a one-month celebration for the baby tomorrow and announce that I'll transfer all my assets to our child, okay?" Seeing I was unmoved, Vivian snatched my son from my arms, her eyes red with tears. The moment the child saw his mother, he smiled. I hesitated. So, I waited. For my son, I would give her one more chance. That night, Vivian dressed very provocatively and came into my room to sleep with me, but I kicked her out. She didn't get angry. She was about to try again when she received a call from Jason Clark. Soon after, she looked distraught, unhesitatingly changed her clothes, and hurried out. Until the next day, at the baby’s one-month celebration party. Vivian had already instructed her new assistant to seat my son and me at the main table. Soon, she appeared, holding Jason Clark's child in one arm and Jason Clark himself on the other. She chatted and laughed with numerous distinguished guests, completely forgetting about my son and me. Everyone was watching me, making a fool of myself. When it came to the announcement, Vivian looked conflicted, her eyes avoiding ours. "Taking advantage of my child's one-month celebration today, I have a joyous announcement to make." "That is, I've decided to transfer my company assets to the child in my arms as his inheritance." At that moment, everyone cheered. Only I picked up my son and left the venue, dejected. Vivian, oh Vivian, if you couldn't do it, why did you promise? You gave us hope again and again, only to crush us with despair in the end. This time, I was completely heartbroken. I took my son and left this sorrowful city directly. And when Vivian couldn't find my son and me anywhere at the banquet, her heart trembled with panic. Just then, her assistant ran over, flustered. "CEO Hayes, bad news!" "The client just called. They said the project design proposal wasn't the final version, just an unfinished draft." "They're demanding the final version now, or they'll terminate the contract and sue us for fraud."
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