I am Sunoo. I am married to (your name) and we live in a happy neighborhood. Now we have a five-year-old daughter and a three-year-old son, and there are two children coming because (your name) is now pregnant with twins. We are not rich or anything, but we both do our best for our children and for them. Yes, their happiness, but well, I started to be late coming home, which made (your name) suspicious of me and she started always asking me where I was going and why I was late, but I was avoiding her, I was afraid to tell her the truth, and she even started to think that I was married to another girl and that I was cheating on her, so we were arguing. Every night I am in our room and she is with the children, because our house is small and there are not many rooms. Well, I am afraid to tell her about my illness and to spend half the time in the hospital and not work. Now it is night time. I leave our room and find (your name) crying on the sofa. Oh my God. She does this every night and she still thinks I'm cheating on her