My Husband has Three Illegitimate Children

I was sickly. My husband pursued me for a year. He held my hand and solemnly said to make a promise.

"I am a DINK (double income, no kids), I don't want children, giving birth is harmful to your body, and I want to live with you forever."

Until one day, I found him celebrating Father's Day with three children.

I looked at Joan Duff, who looked like a model, and smiled.

"I am busy with my career outside, and you are making babies at home. It's funny!"

My husband, he cheated.

In the busiest restaurant, with people coming and going. At the moment I was discussing business with my client.

But I saw someone celebrating in the center of the restaurant when I turned my head.

Joan, who should have been at home, appeared in New York, where I was on my business trip.

Joan had a big smile on his face standing among the crowd.

Three children next to me rushed into Joan's arms and gave him gifts.

"Dad, Happy Father's Day!"

Joan looked like a winner, holding the three children tightly in his arms and saying loudly in the center of the restaurant.

"You are the happiest thing!"

When I heard this, I felt even more aggrieved, simply because we were a childless couple.

While I hadn't given birth to any children, Joan was enjoying the joy of family with three kids outside.

If those enemies saw this, I didn't know how much they would enjoy mocking me.

My gaze lingered on Joan, and then I took out my phone and took a picture.

There was someone in the photo who looked familiar.

I took a closer look and found a woman standing next to Joan.

The woman looked particularly beautiful, and she was charming when she smiled.

That woman seemed familiar, and made the grievances in my heart turned into doubts in an instant.

I knew this woman.

This is Joan's fist love, Julia.

I was a noblewoman.

But there was a flaw in my body, which was that I was naturally weak. If it was just dealing with company matters, it was still okay.

After years of conditioning, I didn't have any major problems, except for giving birth.

The doctors in many hospitals advised me not to have children. If I had children, it may be life-threatening.

So my dad and mom strictly control my life.

Joan pursued me for a year before getting my parents' approval, and it was Joan who made promise in front of my parents.

"I will never have children in my life. You are my beloved little princess!"

Joan hugged me tightly in his arms and kissed my face densely.

At that time, I hugged Joan, feeling guilty towards him, which made my heart open up to Joan generously.

Even in the third year of our marriage, I held Joan's and his mother's hands.

I said sadly, "If Joan really wants a child, we can get divorced. I can't delay Joan's whole life."

But I didn't expect Joan to hold me in his arms, and Mrs. Duff was even more attentive to comfort me.

In these years, I had been spoiled by Joan like a princess.

I still held a glimmer of hope in my heart when facing the truth now.

I didn't understand.

If he wanted a child, he could just divorce me.

Why bother to have an affair in the marriage?

It was late at night from work.

I slowly returned home with a tired body and turned on the lights.

Joan appeared in front of me, holding a rose in his hands.

He handed me the rose and then embraced me in his arms.

"You worked hard today. I couldn't come to pick you up. I will arrange the time better next time."

While saying this, Joan helped me put away my luggage, considerate in every way. There was even soup he cooked for me on the table.

"Our mom heard that you've been working hard, so she specially came over to cook soup for you. Eat it quickly."

Then I was in Joan's embrace, and I could faintly smell a sweet scent.

Such a familiar smell, the strong aroma of cake sticking to Joan's clothes.

This dress was exactly the one he wore on Father's Day with children.

New York was not far from our place.

I was thinking in my heart that it was hard for him. Not only to come over and comfort me but also to celebrate Father's Day with three children.

After drinking this soup, taking a shower, and going to bed, I lay beside Joan, and he hugged me tightly.

Late at night.

Joan had fallen into a deep sleep. I picked up his phone and opened it directly.

Joan's phone was my birthday password. I used to trust Joan very much and never looked at his phone.

After all, Joan always put me first in everything, and there was nothing that he hid from me.

If it weren't for the coincidence of changing the location today, I'm afraid I wouldn't have seen that scene.

Joan, who made a promise to me, had already had three children outside without me.

In just five short years. So fast.

I opened the album, one photo after another, a dazzling array.

Upon closer inspection, there were very few photos of me, and the rest were all photos of Julia and her child.

I could even see at the very bottom, how many phones we have changed during our 5 years of marriage.

He was able to preserve such complete photos was enough to show how much Joan cared about those people.

After finishing, I looked at Joan, who was sleeping soundly beside me.

His handsome face, without a trace of worry, was like a young boy. His eyes were full of me.

How could one person have such perfect acting skills?

How could one person be so calm and not afraid of being exposed?

In all the years we'd been together, Joan never socialized outside, and even if there was something outside, he would definitely report it.

Also because of this, I believed it very much, but I didn't expect this belief to become the most lethal betrayal against me.

It cut my heart and left my entire chest empty.

The next day, I quickly had a private detective investigate.

At the same time, I sat next to Joan, holding his hand, with a hint of uneasiness in my eyes.

"Joan, I saw those who have celebrated Father's Day. Do you also want to be a father?"