After Giving My Seat to a 50-Year-Old Dad on the Bus, I Got Pregnant Overnight and Gave Birth to Quadruplets

On the bus, I gave my seat to a fifty-year-old father of four. He smiled at me adoringly. "Thank you, my dear wife."

I didn't take him seriously, but the next day, he became my new coworker.

Every day, he followed me around calling me his wife, and claimed the fruit of our love would soon be born.

My coworkers teased me for having a thing for old men and insisted I take responsibility for him. I thought the man was just mentally unwell, and still didn't take him seriously.

But three days later, I inexplicably became pregnant and gave birth to quadruplets.

Outside the company, he slapped a paternity test in my face showing a 99.9% match between him and the four children.

"Wife, we have kids now. Come home and let's live a good life together."

My billionaire boyfriend broke up with me on the spot.

Later, under pressure from public opinion, I married him. My life after marriage was unbearable.

I worked day and night to support the four children.

On the day they went off to college, the man plunged a knife into my chest in the dead of night and said coldly:

"You'll never find out why you became pregnant out of nowhere."

When I opened my eyes again, I realized I had been reborn,

back to the day I first met him on the bus.