Mike and Rebecca were on their own beds in their separate bedrooms. I heard Mike saying, "Kate, I was originally going to take the child home, but my mom said it was too late, so I stayed here. Don't misunderstand."
This made me sound so heartless. I didn't speak, only noticing that Toby, who always clung to his mother, was sleeping next to Mike.
I couldn't let any suspicious detail slip by, "Why isn't Toby sleeping with Rebecca?"
Mike's eyes were still red and he paused, startled, "Probably because he can't bear to leave me."
Just then, as if I'd woken him, Toby rolled over and snuggled into Mike's arms. This revealed the pink lace bra he was wearing underneath his back. My heart sank. Last time, when Rebecca tried on her bridesmaid dresses, I saw she had one exactly the same.
"Wait, Kate, don't misunderstand..." Mike tried to explain.
In his haste, I took a screenshot and sent it to the group chat. [Men and women should be in different room. Are they now afraid of being misunderstood?]
Soon, Rebecca's embarrassed voice rang out, "I'm so sorry, sister... the main bathroom pipe was broken, so I showered in Mike's bathroom. I probably forgot to pick it up."
She continued, "Don't misunderstand, just this once, it won't happen again. I forgot, I showered in the afternoon and it's easy to overlook it when I put it away. Maybe it was hanging on the same hook on Toby's clothes and he accidentally brought it over. It can't be that serious!"
One thing led to three explanations. The more she explained, the more guilty she sounded. At this moment, I was pretty sure that they were hiding something from me.
I clenched my fists tightly, "Okay, then I need to see Mike and Toby's DNA test results now. Then will we get married after the result come out."
After saying that, the group chat fell silent again. But soon, Milena sent a message.
[Hey, what do you mean by all of these? Golden rope, video chat and now a DNA test? Are we still getting married tomorrow? You guys are really treating people like dirt!]
I could vaguely hear sobbing on the other end of the voice message. Mike hung up the video call and called immediately.
“What exactly do you want? We’re getting married tomorrow, what’s wrong with you? Didn’t they already explain that it was an accidental mistake while collecting laundry? Is it really that serious?”
I calmed my breathing, “We’ve already moved on from that topic. I’m talking about the paternity test, Mike. If you’re not guilty, take the child for the test. Otherwise, we’re not getting married tomorrow.”
There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the line. His tone was helpless.
“I’m not guilty, but the child has finally fallen asleep and it’s so late. Where are we going to get a test done? What if he throws a tantrum? Be a good girl, we’ll get married tomorrow and I’ll take him for the test right away, okay?” He coaxed me as usual.
But a chill ran through me. I tried to calm down my voice, “Do you know that when you’re guilty, you’ll accept anything outrageous? You haven’t asked me at all why I want you to do a paternity test with a completely unrelated godchild. Any normal person would find such a request outrageous, but you think it’s normal. What does that tell you?”
He was silent for a long time. The next moment, Toby burst into tears. The sound of Milena cursing came from the other end of the phone.
"What a disaster! This daughter-in-law hasn't even entered the family yet and she's already causing chaos in our home. Even though Rebecca is a child we've sponsored, I've raised her with all my heart as my own."
Then she went to Mike, "Mike! Is this the good wife you've found for me? Insulting my family like this, are you trying to drive us to our deaths?"
