The Assistant’s Child and My Wife’s Lie

One month after our wedding, my wife got drunk and slept with her male assistant.

Later, she brought him to our home, tied him up and made him kneel before me. He kept apologizing even bowed down to me until his head was bleeding.

I thought she was truly remorseful. My heart softened. I chose to forgive her.

But at the company’s anniversary celebration, in front of hundreds of guests, my wife made an announcement that shattered whatever was left of us.

“I’m pregnant with Andrew Watson’s child,” she said with a radiant smile. “And this child will be the heir to the Gruman group.”