I cheated on my wife to take care of my pregnant lover. When I saw the face of the baby I’d been waiting for, I knew karma had finally caught up with me.

My wife couldn’t have children for a long time, so when my lover told me she was pregnant, I was overjoyed. I spoiled her rotten… but in the end, I learned a painful lesson.

My wife and I had a beautiful love story before we got married. But love is one thing, and marriage is another. Our passionate feelings faded quickly after three years of marriage. Furthermore, our inability to have children made everything exhausting and monotonous, and the atmosphere at home increasingly tense.

While our marriage was on the verge of collapse, I met Linh through a group of mutual friends. With her, I felt the excitement, joy, and spark of falling in love return. We soon began a relationship.

Four months later, Linh announced she was pregnant. I was overjoyed, as I had longed for a child for years, something my wife hadn’t been able to achieve. I began planning to divorce my wife to be with Linh. But at that time, my father was undergoing heart treatment, and I feared that if he found out, his health would deteriorate. So I decided to wait a little longer.

During that time, I became cold and distant with my wife, and devoted all my attention to Linh and the baby. My wife knew about the affair, but she endured it in silence—she was always a kind and calm woman.

When Linh was five months pregnant, she asked me to buy her a spacious and comfortable apartment for herself and the baby, instead of continuing to rent. I had already been considering it, so without hesitation, I agreed. I bought her a luxury apartment worth over 4 billion VND (approximately $170,000 USD), with three bedrooms and all the amenities, as a gift for my lover.

The day Linh went into labor, I stayed by her side at the hospital for over ten hours. When I heard the baby cry from the delivery room, I was overcome with immense joy and tears streamed down my face. But when the nurse brought the baby in, I froze. The child looked nothing like me, but exactly like Long, one of my close friends.

Linh noticed something was wrong. I called my younger sister to come to the hospital to see the baby, and she also said it looked a lot like Long.

Suspicious, I tried to act normal. It was difficult, but I finally managed to get a hair sample from Long for a DNA test. The result confirmed that the child Linh had given birth to was, in fact, Long’s son.

Faced with irrefutable evidence, Linh confessed. She admitted that she had been seeing both me and Long at the same time. When she became pregnant, she didn’t know who the father was. But seeing that I had more money and a strong desire to be a father, she decided to “trap” me.

I was devastated by the harsh truth. But I was still fortunate that my wife forgave me and gave me a chance to make amends. After we reconciled, we went to the doctor and discovered that the reason we hadn’t had children was because I have  azoospermia , a condition in which there is no sperm in the semen.

Now, I’m doing everything I can to get treatment in the hopes of having a child someday. One mistake cost me dearly—not just financially, but also my wife’s trust and a lot of pain for her. Every day I do everything I can to make it up to her. I’m also deeply concerned about my condition… I don’t know if it’s curable.

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