My Wife Bore Her Ex's Child, So I Walked Away Forever

On the day my wife gave birth to the child of her imprisoned high school sweetheart, her entire family was on high alert.

They treated me like public enemy number one, terrified I would show up and ruin their perfect moment.

But I never showed up, not even when she went into difficult labor.

When Chloe was finally wheeled out of the delivery room, her eyes instinctively searched the crowded hallway, looking for me.

"Chloe, don’t worry," Eleanor, her mother, said, patting her own chest reassurringly. "We’ve made sure of it. That loser Liam won’t be coming."