
Chapter 1 of I Was Reborn To Expose My Wife’s Hidden Betrayal
The day my wife was told she was pregnant, I heard a voice from the child in her belly.
“Dad, I’m the child Mom conceived with another man. After I’m born, they’ll make me inherit everything you own and throw you out of the house!”
I confronted my wife on the spot, but to prove her innocence, she jumped from the top floor of the hospital.
After her death, I secretly asked the hospital for a DNA test. The child was mine.
Because of my own mistake, I lived in regret day and night until depression consumed me. Three months later, I cut my wrists and ended my life.
Even as I died, I never understood why my own child had tried to deceive me.
But when I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day the pregnancy was first discovered.
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“Congratulations, you’re going to be parents!”
The doctor’s cheerful words snapped me back to reality. I turned to see my wife crying tears of joy beside me, and in that moment, I knew I had truly been reborn.
Just as I was coming back to myself, a childish voice whispered in my ear. “Dad, I’m the child Mom conceived with another man.”
“After I’m born, they’ll make me inherit everything you own and throw you out of the house! I don’t want to be a bastard, hurry and get rid of me, then divorce her!”
That familiar voice sent a cold shiver through me. The image of my wife jumping from the hospital’s top floor in my past life flashed before my eyes, and I trembled.
I knew that now, living again, I should believe her. But the child's words that, after he was born, I would hand over all the property to her had indeed come from me before.
Thinking of how hard I had worked to build my business, I asked my wife to step out of the doctor’s office, then turned to the doctor.
“Doctor, can you tell me how many months my wife has been along?”
“You men really don’t pay attention. Didn’t I just say during the exam? Two months.”
As soon as the doctor finished speaking, that same childish voice echoed in my head. “Dad, don’t believe the doctor. They’re all lying to you!”
This time, I ignored it and forced a calm smile as I turned to the doctor. “Then… can you tell me exactly how many days into the two months?”
The doctor’s eyes narrowed. He set the medical records he had been tidying onto the table and glanced at me.
“Nine weeks and three days, give or take three to five days.”
I quickly counted back in my mind. Nine weeks ago, the company had been chasing a major client that could decide our future, and I had been with my wife almost every day.
Relief washed over me. I stood and smiled at the doctor. “Thank you. I didn’t mean anything by it; the elders at home told me to ask. I really had no choice.”
Just as I finished speaking, that same childish voice came again in my ear, “Dad, I’m doing this for you. Why won’t you believe me? Fine! Since you don’t trust me, I’ll handle it myself!”
The next moment, my wife’s cry came from outside the door.
I rushed out. She was already sitting on the floor, her body weak, one hand clutching her stomach, her face pale and wet with sweat.
When I tried to help her up, she pushed my hands away, tears filling her eyes.
“Lucius Leonard, I heard everything you said to the doctor. I never thought that after standing by you through everything until now, you’d still doubt me over this.”
“A husband who’s shared my bed for more than ten years doesn’t believe me. I might as well be dead!”

















