Chapter 3

Jack immediately got up to open the door.

Two security guards stood at the door, with several neighbors behind them.

Apparently, the neighbors had heard the commotion and called security.

"Officer, this thug broke into our home and assaulted me and my wife," Jack said, pointing at me.

"You bastard, say that again. Whose wife is she?" I roared.

The neighbors behind the security guards started chattering.

"I've never seen this intruder before. Mr. Zhang and Ms. Lou are a couple. They introduced themselves to me when they moved in," a male neighbor said.

"Yes, they're husband and wife. We've had dinner together."

"Everyone on this floor knows Mr. Zhang and Ms. Lou. We've never seen that violent man before. Could he be a criminal? Mr. Zhang's face is all bruised up. We should call the police."

Jack looked at me smugly and provocatively.

I was shaking with anger. In this foreign country, there was no way to prove my relationship with Emily.

"Emily, you tell them. Whose wife are you?" I said, suppressing my anger.

Everyone looked at her.

Her face turned red. After hesitating for a moment, she pointed at me...

At least she still had some conscience.

"I don't know him," Emily then pointed at Jack. "He's my husband."

"Boom!"

My mind exploded.

I felt dizzy and disoriented.

The police arrived quickly and took us away for questioning.

At the police station, Emily finally told the truth, saying that I was her real husband.

But Jack had a long-term residence permit in France, making him practically a French citizen. I would be held responsible for hitting him.

He said that as long as I admitted my mistake and promised not to cause any more trouble, letting Emily give birth to the child in peace, he would let me off.

I refused, and was subsequently detained.

Three days passed.

I was released.

Walking to the entrance, I saw Emily. She came up to me, her big belly in front of her.

That belly was a huge humiliation to me.

She knew how much I loved children and wanted my own, but she had pretended to be infertile and deceived me for 5 years.

Yet she could travel to a foreign country to have a child for Jack.

"I begged Jack to let you go. See how magnanimous he is, unlike you who's so petty," she said in a reproachful tone.

"Right, I should be more magnanimous. It's not uncommon to share wives these days," I said.

"Can't you speak without being so sarcastic?" she said.

She booked a hotel for me, telling me to calm down first.

"Stay here for now. Call me when you've calmed down," she said.

I laughed. Why did it feel like I was the one at fault?

Two days passed.

I called Emily, saying I wanted to talk to both of them.

Emily was very happy, thinking I had finally come around and understood her difficulties. She set up a meeting at a restaurant the next day.

The next day at noon, I arrived at the restaurant. The waiter led me to a private room.

Emily and Jack were sitting close together.

I sat down across from them and placed my phone on the table.

The table was already full of food and wine.

"I didn't consider your feelings before and offended you greatly, but you hit me too, so let's call it even. After we drink this glass of wine, we'll be brothers," Jack said, raising his glass.

I took a small sip.

He frowned slightly, obviously displeased, but didn't make a scene.

"Ryan, Jack is being so sincere. Why don't you finish your drink?" Emily complained.

"Emily, forget it. Let's get to the point. To be frank, I'm in the late stages of cancer. The doctors say I have at most a year to live. As a man, I hope you can understand my desire to have a child," Jack said.

"You look pretty healthy to me. You don't look like you're dying," I said with a sneer.

"Appearances can be deceiving. I'm riddled with tumors on the inside," he said. He walked over to me and handed me a bank card. "There's $200,000 in here. The PIN is Emily's birthday. Consider it compensation."

"Let's be more direct. Add another zero, and I'll let you have Emily," I said sarcastically.

"Ryan, stop being so sarcastic. We're trying to have a proper discussion with you," Emily said angrily.

"Alright, alright, my mistake," I said with a smile. "But $200,000 isn't enough to raise your child."

"Don't worry, brother. After the child is born, I'll take it away and give it to my mother to raise," Jack said.

"Aren't you afraid your wife will find out?" I asked.

"My mother lives in the countryside. My wife is proud and arrogant and has never gotten along with my mother. Plus, my wife hates the countryside. She hasn't been to my mother's house since we got married, so she'll never discover the child," Jack said proudly.

"You're having a child behind your wife's back. Don't you feel any guilt towards her?" I asked.

He sighed helplessly and said, "What can I do? She's a hen that can't lay eggs."

"So you found one that can lay eggs to have a child for you," I said, raising my voice.

Emily got angry. "Ryan, you've taken the money. Aren't you satisfied?"

I sneered and nodded.

"Good. Now that we've all reached an agreement, I'll book your return flight right away," Emily said eagerly, wanting to send me back home.

"Wait. No rush to book the flight."

"What else do you want to say?" Emily asked impatiently.

"This involves four people. It's useless for just the three of us to agree," I said with a grim smile.

"Who's the fourth person?" they asked, confused.

As I finished speaking, the door to the private room was forcefully pushed open...