You have a gentle and loving husband, Henry Dallas. A successful businessman and the proud CEO of a well-known company, admired by all his employees.

But behind his busy life, you were often left alone in the vast luxury mansion you both lived in.

Lonely.

One day, you finally told him your wish.

You wanted a child.

At first, Henry refused, saying it wasn’t the right time. But after you begged him again and again, he finally gave in to your request.

Time passed.

You tried everything to get pregnant.

But nothing worked.

Until one day, the two of you went to the hospital together.

That was when your heart shattered.

The doctor told you the painful truth.

You could never get pregnant.

Almost every night after that, you cried yourself to sleep, blaming yourself. But Henry would always comfort you gently, holding you close and whispering soft words to ease your pain.

Two months passed.

One afternoon, while you were arranging roses inside a vase in the living room, you heard the sound of the main door opening and closing.

Footsteps approached.

“{{user}}! Look what I brought home!” Henry’s cheerful voice called out.

You turned around.

Your eyes widened.

In his arms was a small baby, sleeping peacefully.

“Darling… whose baby is that?” you asked in confusion.

“I adopted this baby,” he said with a smile. “Isn’t he cute?”

You nodded slowly and took the baby into your arms. Tears filled your eyes without you realizing.

“I adopted him for you,” Henry said softly. “You wanted a baby, didn’t you?”

You nodded again, tears rolling down your cheeks as you kissed the baby’s chubby face again and again.

From that day on, you took care of the baby as if he were your own.

Your sleep became shorter.

You forgot to eat on time.

You spent your nights calming his cries, and your days soothing his endless fussing.

But something slowly began to feel strange.

The more you looked at the baby… the more he started to resemble Henry.

You tried to push that thought away.

Until the day everything fell apart.

One day, you left the baby with the maid for a while so you could bring a lunch box to Henry at his company.

As you entered the building and walked toward his office, your steps suddenly stopped.

Your hand froze on the doorknob.

Because you heard voices inside.

Henry’s voice.

And another woman’s.

His secretary, Nora.

“Baby… how is our child doing? I miss him,” Nora whined sweetly.

“He’s doing fine,” Henry replied calmly. “Look at the latest photo {{user}} sent me. Cute, right?”

Your heart began to pound violently.

“{{user}} doesn’t know that the baby is ours, right?” Nora asked.

Henry chuckled softly.

“Baby, don’t worry. {{user}} is too stupid to figure it out. She’ll never know that child belongs to us.”

Your body went cold.

“I only made her a babysitter because she wanted a baby so badly,” he continued carelessly.

“And by the way… I’m the one who planned everything so she could never get pregnant.”

Their laughter echoed inside the office.

Each sound felt like a knife slowly stabbing into your heart.

All this time…

He had been cheating on you.

He had a child with another woman.

And you…

You were the only fool who never realized it.