Fiona's voice carried a hint of urgency as she and Phillip walked into the adjacent room.

Her increasingly labored breathing mixed with the creaking of the bed frame. Each sound felt like a hammer hitting my heart.

I bit my lip hard as my eyes gradually turned red. I did not know how much time had passed, but the next room eventually became quiet.

"We should be more careful. Don't let Timothy find out."

Phillip scoffed. "Relax, he loves you so much. What can he do even if he finds out?"

Fiona's voice carried a touch of guilt. "Don't say that... He's a good person. I don't want to hurt him."

I closed my eyes and sneered. In their eyes, I was just a fool they could manipulate at will.

When Fiona pushed open my room door, her face was still flushed.

I pretended to have just woken up. "Fiona? Where were you?"

"Honey, there's something I want to discuss with you." She sat on the edge of the bed. "You know my sister died suddenly in a car accident. She didn't even leave a child. It's so pitiful. She loved babies more than anything. I don't want her to leave with any regrets, so I've decided to have a child with Phillip through IVF. You'll understand, right?"

She caressed my cheek with the same hand that had just been caressing another man.

"IVF? Or did you two already..." I suppressed the anger surging inside me.

She immediately grasped my hands, her eyes brimming with sincerity. "Honey! How could you think of me like that? How could I ever betray you? You're the love of my life!"

Tears welled in her eyes. "It's purely a medical surgery to give my sister a child. I swear, there's nothing between us!"

What masterful acting. She had just stepped out of another man's bed and could already utter such words in the blink of an eye.

"Honey, remember. I'll only ever love you!" She hugged me tightly, but I could smell the odors on her.

I closed my eyes, fighting back nausea.

Fiona's parents, Henry Geller and Carrie Fraser, came at dinner time.

"Good boy. You've suffered these days." Henry patted Phillip's shoulder. "You've put in a lot of effort to leave Freda a child."

"Don't say that, Henry. I love Freda the most. I'm willing to do it for her and the Geller family." Phillip looked sad, but his eyes wandered toward Fiona.

"Fortunately, we have Fiona." Carrie held her daughter's hand. "We must leave a child for Freda."

I ate my meal silently, my heart feeling like it had been torn apart.

"Timothy is such a good man." Phillip suddenly looked at me. "Not every husband can be so... tolerant."

He deliberately emphasized the word 'tolerant', his eyes full of mockery.

Carrie glanced at me coldly. "Timothy has no talent, but he's obedient."

Fiona immediately defended me, saying, "Mom, don't say that. Timothy is hardworking."

Henry scoffed. "Hardworking? What can a normal employee provide for you, Fiona? Phillip drives a Ferrari and lives in a villa, while Timothy can't even afford a decent watch."

I clenched my fists. Due to my special identity, I had not told them my real job, but the money I transferred to them every month had never been less.

"Dad, speak less," Fiona advised before turning to me. "Honey, my dad's just outspoken. Don't take it to heart."

I put down my cutlery. "I have to go."

Henry roared, "Sit down! Who told you to leave?"

"There's something urgent at work."

"What sort of urgent matters could there be at a run-down private company?" Carrie scoffed. "You're just a lowly employee. How dare you say there's something urgent?"

"Let me give you a ride." Phillip suddenly stood up. "I was going out anyway."

I wanted to refuse, but Henry said, "That's great. Timothy, you can learn a lot from your brother-in-law."

…

Sitting in Phillip's luxury car, I was tense.

Phillip said as he drove, "Timothy, are you alright? You don't look too good."

I was silent.

"You know what?" Phillip glanced at me through the rearview mirror. "Fiona feels really good."

My blood froze instantly.

"Even though she and Freda are twins, they feel completely different." He licked his lips. "Freda's wilder, and Fiona's gentler."

"Shut up!" I gritted my teeth.

"What? Angry?" Phillip laughed. "I was just sharing my experience with you."

"It's a pity Freda's dead, or I'd really like to try having a threesome. Timothy, have you tried? Of course, with your abilities, you probably couldn't even satisfy one."

I jumped up and punched him in the face. Phillip was caught off guard, and blood gushed from his nose.

"Have you lost your mind?" he roared, clutching his nose.

Instead of answering, I threw another punch. Years of special forces training had given me reflexes and strength far beyond that of ordinary people. Although Phillip was tall and strong, he was like a child in front of me.

"You'll regret this." He glared at me, his eyes filled with malice.

Early the next morning, my phone kept ringing nonstop. A flood of WhatsApp messages poured in. I tapped on them, and my blood instantly froze.

Phillip had posted a photo on his social media. In the photo, he had a bruised face and a swollen nose, but he was smiling proudly with his big hand on Fiona's belly.

The caption read: [Last night, I talked to Timothy, and the live-in son-in-law finally got it through his head. He's willing to let his wife have a baby with another man. How magnanimous!]

The comment section was instantly in an uproar.

[Gosh! Really?]

[Timothy's letting his wife have a baby with another man?]

[How pathetic!]

[A live-in son-in-law is really different. He even lent out his wife!]

[Hahaha! Lending out his woman to save the whole family? I'm dying of laughter!]

My hands began to tremble.

The phone rang again. This time, it was a notification from the family's group chat. Phillip had sent the same thing.

The messages from relatives came one after another.

[Has Timothy lost his mind? Letting his wife have a baby with another man?]

[He's embarrassing the Silton family!]

[What's the point of keeping a guy like him around? How shameless!]

[Knowing Phillip's rich, he made his wife go and have a child with him. How could he even think of that!]

The phone rang, and it was my mother. Her voice was trembling with tears. "Timothy! What's going on? All our relatives are calling us, and the neighbors are gathered at the door to watch us."

"Mom, I didn't—"

"You didn't? The photos are out! You let Fiona have another man's child? Are you even a man?" My father's angry voice came through.

"Dad, it's not what you think—"

"Kenneth. Kenneth!" My mother suddenly broke down and shouted.

There was a series of banging sounds on the phone and then a busy signal. My heart pounded, and I immediately dialed back. I finally got through, but it was my neighbor, Mary Wilson, on the other end of the line.

"Mrs. Wilson, what happened to my parents?"

"Timothy, your dad couldn't catch his breath and had a heart attack! Your mom fainted too. You need to hurry to the hospital!"

My head went blank, and I almost lost my balance.

Just then, Fiona walked over with a huge smile. She grabbed my hand excitedly. "Timothy! Great news! I just got back from the hospital, and the doctor said I'm having twins!"

Twins? I pondered as I stared at her blankly.

"Do you know what that means?" Her eyes gleamed with excitement. "One child can take your last name and call you 'Dad'! The other will take Phillip's last name and call him 'Dad'! That way, both families will have someone to carry on the bloodline! And you'll have a child too!"

She squeezed my hand tighter. "Timothy, I'm giving you a child. Are you happy?"

I felt like my heart had been stabbed. I looked at her coldly. "Fiona, do you know my parents had a heart attack and are being sent to the hospital?"

"What?" She paused before asking with concern, "How could this happen? Is it serious?"

"It's because of those photos Phillip posted!" My voice grew colder. "The whole world knows my wife is going to have another man's children!"

"Timothy, how could you say that to me?" Her eyes reddened. "I already said one child would have your surname. How could you do this to me?"

"Listen to what you're saying! Those children are yours and Phillip's! What do they have to do with me?" I exploded in fury.

"But... But the other one is definitely ours! We're a legally married couple, so nominally, you're the child's father!" She sobbed, feeling wronged.

A nominal father? She actually thought she was doing me a favor?

My phone rang again. It was the hospital.

"Mr. Silton, your parents are in critical condition. Please come immediately!"

I gripped the phone, feeling my heart sink. "Get out of my way!"

"Timothy, you can't do this to me!" She blocked my path, her tone hardening.

"If you love me, you should understand me and give me your blessing! Don't forget your parents are still in the ICU. If you continue being difficult, I'll consider having the hospital terminate their lives on behalf of Geller Group!"

My eyes were icy as I walked out the door without looking back. I took out my phone and dialed a number. Ten minutes later, a military SUV pulled up in front of me.