I was on a business trip for two months, and my wife sent me videos every day.
The strange thing is that she didn't want me to touch her when I got home.
On her wedding anniversary, she dressed up carefully.
"I won't be back tonight."
Before I could ask, she threw an ultrasound sheet in front of me.
"I'm one and a half months pregnant."
The man's dignity was shattered to pieces.
I collapsed and wanted to die with her, but in the end I could only speak with difficulty:
"Let's get a divorce."
"Why divorce?
"Although the child is not yours, isn't it enough that I will always be by your side?"
