Eight Years Later, My Husband Dink Got a Daughter Out of Thin Air
by Good Luck
About This Novel
For eight years, my husband, Dink, and I never imagined that our happy marriage would collapse in a pink Barbie doll. While waiting in his office that day, I found this little toy in his white coat pocket. There was also a photo of a strange little girl hidden in the drawer. That face was exactly the same as his. "Honey, have you been waiting for a long time?" He pushed open the door and walked in, smelling of an unfamiliar sweet perfume. I felt like the world was spinning, and my eight-year marriage was disintegrating before my eyes. The investigation report coldly confirmed that he had a family and children outside the home. I couldn't help but laugh that the man who once said he "hated children the most" actually had another life behind my back. In this case, divorce is my only option.
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