A Deadly Secret of My Husband’s Secretary

On the day of my three-month prenatal check-up, I received a devastating diagnosis—mid-to-late stage liver cancer.

Heartbroken and overwhelmed, I rushed to my husband’s company, desperate to find solace in his arms. But what I saw shattered me even more.

Through the glass of his office door, I watched him in a passionate embrace with his secretary. She was visibly pregnant. The image struck me like a bolt of lightning.

Feigning concern, she whispered breathlessly, “In three months, I’ll give birth. The doctor said we shouldn’t have sex anymore…”