I looked at Kenny's hypocritical face, slowly showed a smile and replied, "It's okay to be a DINK. You get a vasectomy. I'll help you make an appointment for the surgery."

Kenny's look suddenly turned into astonishment. He shrank. "What? Melody, how can you say that? A man's dignity is gone after sterilization!

"Besides, can't we just take precautions? If you're still worried, just get an IUD. It's easy. Many families have done this."

An operation in which a ring was embedded in the flesh and cause countless pains to women sounded easy when he talked about it.

I was so ridiculous and pathetic. In my previous life, I actually thought that such a person would feel sorry for me.

Might my expression be wrong, Kenny came over and hugged me, comforting me, "Don't worry. I will take precautions every time. There will be no problem!"

What?

In my previous life, I suddenly got pregnant at the age of 45 because Kenny had pierced the hole in the condom in advance!

My menstrual period was irregular during those few months. I thought I was going into menopause, so I didn't take it seriously.

It wasn't until I became pregnant that Kenny told me the truth.

That day was my 45th birthday. And the gift he gave me was a pregnancy test stick that he had detected for me without my permission!

At that time, his face was covered with tears, and he held me tightly and said, "Melody, all my friends have children. I feel really bad!

"I did something wrong. We really can't live without a child, so let's just have one, okay?"

I slapped him in the face. My voice hoarse from crying, "Kenny! You make it sound so easy. I'm already 45. How many more children do you want me to have?

"You could have a child without any effort, but what about me? I am an advanced mother. Did you ever think about me?"

Kenny slapped himself hard in front of me, acting humble.

He said that having an abortion now would harm my body, so it would be better for me to give birth to the baby.

Unexpectedly, my weakness would lead to my death.

I leaned in Kenny's arms and gritted my teeth secretly.

I must make him suffer.

2

According to what Kenny said before I died in my previous life, he had an illegitimate child.

I had been married to him for just one year now, and I was not sure whether the child would be born.

As for Lizzie, I had no impression of her either.

Kenny had always been known as a good husband.

I met him in college, and he was my first love.

Kenny always said that I was also his first love. Now it sounded like a joke.

I was married to him for twenty years and he had a teenage illegitimate child.

How patient he was.

I grew up in a wealthy family. After graduation, I inherited my family's company and started my own business.

Kenny came from an ordinary family of teachers. He came from a family of scholars, and he was handsome and polite, so he was very much loved by my family.

In the second year after we graduating from university, Kenny's parents died in a car accident. He was heartbroken. And I was the one who stayed by his side the whole time.

He was hit so hard that I stayed with him all the time, for fear that he might have an accident.

I even bought a house near his company so that I could take care of him.

Kenny was very grateful to me and proposed to me.

I had no complaints about our married life. I didn't have to worry about chores. We were happy.

I could check his cell phone and spending records at will. He reported to me wherever he went, and he always gave me gifts during Festivals.

Such a person also cheated.

Since he cheated, there must be clues.

The next day, I used the excuse of going to the next city for a meeting and drove Kenny's car.

He had some questions. "Where is your car?"

I pretended to be upset. "I scratched it when I went out yesterday and scratched the rearview mirror. I sent it to be repaired."

Kenny handed over me the keys obediently, and cared about me. "Remember to eat no matter how busy you are at noon. Come home early. I will make soup for you."

After a few prevarications, I picked up the key and ran out of the house.

With the previous experience as a lesson, let alone the soup he cooked, even if he sat next to me, I would want to disinfect it.

I changed the license plate at the garage just in case.

There was nothing wrong with the trunk. And there was nothing in the driver's seat either.

After a brief search yielded no results, I was worried that Kenny might come downstairs, so I got in the car and decided to go to another place.

After driving out of the city, I stopped in a suburb.

I bought him this car.

I ended up being used by him my whole life.

Thinking of this, I gritted my teeth in anger and kicked the car a few times.

Unexpectedly, after a shake, a noise came from the trunk.

I flipped up the trunk mat and found a cell phone.

When I opened the phone, what caught my eye was an intimate photo of Kenny and a woman.

My hands were shaking with excitement. I quickly took a picture of this scene.

But the phone had a password. I couldn't unlock it right away.

But this woman was a breakthrough.

I sent the photo to a private investigator, hoping he could find out something from it.

Sitting in the car, I was anxiously waiting for news, and at the same time I opened Kenny's social platform, hoping to find some clues.

After more than an hour, I finally found something wrong in his videos.

The videos he posts were usually advertisements for his own company. He responded to all comments, even if it was just with a few emojis.

But a female commented: [Awesome, you will grow bigger and stronger!] He did not respond.

I clicked on the avatar and found that the woman in the video was indeed the one on the phone wallpaper!

In one of her videos, she captioned, "My husband can't come back for my birthday. I'm sad."

Kenny liked this post.

This made me confirm their relationship. At least they knew each other.

I looked at Kenny's phone in my hand. Could the password be her birthday?

Judging from the candle pattern in the video, the woman was just 23 years old this year.

I tried entering her birthday and unlocked the phone.

It turned out that Kenny cheated on me earlier than I thought.

Looking at the chat records of the two in love on the phone, I couldn't help feeling. But it quickly disappeared.

Because I discovered something even more incredible from the woman's Ins.

It was a photo of a baby boy.

She said, "My baby is one month old!" Kenny also commented. [Honey, thank you.]

We'd only been married a year, and the baby was already a month old.

Kenny had been having an affair with her before we got married!

I calmly took pictures of these one by one and kept them.