After My Wife Had a Child with Her Terminally Ill First Love, She Posted About It on Moments for Me to See

On the day my wife gave birth to the child of her first love, who was terminally ill, my in-laws stationed bodyguards outside the hospital room to keep me from showing up.

My mother-in-law comforted her:

"Yanran, your father and I both support you! This shows how loving and loyal you are. That narrow-minded fool, Chu Heng, would never understand!"

"Don't worry. Once the baby is born, your father and I will raise it for you!"

Her first love even posted on his social media and tagged me:

[Mother and baby are safe. Thanks, Brother Chu, for being generous enough to lend me your wife.]

I still didn't reply.

My wife called me angrily:

"What's wrong with me having his child? Can't you stop being so petty?"

"If you come see me and the baby now, and let the child take his surname, I might forgive you."

I hung up, then submitted an application to emigrate.

Since you’re the real family, I’ll step aside.