After Morning Sickness, the Hidden Boss Asked Me to Give Birth to His Baby

Once I became pregnant, my husband threw out his infertility test report and asked me to get clean and leave the house. In order to get back the money I lent to the scumbag, I refused to divorce and got into a man's van outside the Civil Affairs Bureau. The man adjusted the position of the valuable watch on his left wrist, looked at my belly and asked me, "Are you interested in going home with me?" Huh? Does he want to be a father?