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It was a photo of He Yian sleeping in her arms, quiet and dazzling.

"Don't wait for him anymore, he is lying beside me peacefully now. I added you for a simple and clear reason, that is, I can't wait any longer. And you, don't be so self-indulgent and think that Ah Han loves you deeply. Why not take a look at my circle of friends, there are unexpected 'surprises' there!"

Her tone was so arrogant and her attitude so rude that it was hard for me to associate her with the woman who once hid behind Ethan and didn't even dare to look at me.

I clicked on her Moments, and the so-called "surprise" came into view.

The content was almost entirely about Ethan , from their college romance to the three years after we got married, recording every detail for a full six years.

One post was particularly eye-catching. It was a photo of Ethan spending her birthday with her, and the caption read: "My wish is that Ethan can be by my side on every birthday."

No wonder Ethan mysteriously disappears every September 17th. But what hurts me more than her and Ethan's past is what happened in the past three years of our marriage.

Ethan once said that he had only met her three times. But the fact is that the day before they married me, they went to take couple photos and wedding photos. During their marriage, they also traveled together many times. I flipped through the photos one by one, and my eyes gradually became red and sore. Suddenly, a photo that almost made me collapse came into my eyes.

It was a diagnosis form issued by the hospital, which clearly stated that the child was Eva's.

She wrote: "I'm sorry, baby, mommy didn't let you come into this world. Your daddy has been looking forward to your arrival. He longed to have a child!"

"If you were a boy, you would be as handsome as your father." In addition to the diagnosis sheet, there was also a photo of Eva hugging Ethan and crying.

Obviously, the child is Ethan 's. But I remember that Ethan once said that Eva was married.

It seems that I am not the only one who was deceived.

I sniffed, my eyes feeling uncomfortably dry.

I didn't sleep all night, and I stayed awake until dawn. At noon, just as I fell into a light sleep, Ethan came.

"Serena, Nanny said you didn't eat breakfast or lunch. Why don't you get up and eat something? I bought your favorite fried buns."

"I can explain what happened with Eva. Be good and get up and eat something first."

He gently pulled me, and in a trance, I thought he was still the same person as before. But I was extremely disappointed with him, but there was still a trace of expectation. I don't know why I still have a glimmer of hope for him at this time.

Maybe it's because he once saved my life. If it weren't for him, I might have died long ago.

Plus, my feelings for him are really complicated. The dependence and love I have had for him since childhood, as well as all the happy moments we have experienced in the past, make me dare not say the word "divorce" easily.

I sat up, pushed away the fried buns Ethan wanted to feed me, and said coldly: "Explain yourself, I'm not hungry."

He put down the steamed buns and suddenly hugged me tenderly. "Serena, you know what? I missed you so much since you went abroad. But you didn't allow me to go find you. I almost went crazy during those days when I couldn't see you."

"I couldn't sleep all night, wondering if you had changed your mind. I almost suffered from depression because of this, and then Eva appeared."