To Please Her Secret Lover, She Let Our Son Suffer

My wife had spent every cent of our savings and even plunged us into debt, all to treat her father’s illness.

By day, I juggled three jobs. By night, I took my son along to collect junk, doing whatever it took just to scrape by.

Then, one evening, while delivering food to a luxury hotel, I caught sight of something that made my blood run cold. There she was, my wife, alongside her supposedly deceased father, smiling as they sang a birthday song to her first love’s son.

Envious chatter from the hotel staff drifted to my ears.