Melomiri

Saved His Life, But He Had a Son With Her

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My husband came home with a nanny one day, and she had a five-year-old boy in tow. He told me the child was adopted from an orphanage. But late that night, in the basement, I saw Michael savagely making out with the nanny. "Thank you, my love, for giving me a son." The nanny trembled, whimpering softly. "So when are you finally going to divorce her and marry me?" Five years ago, I was badly burned on my back saving Michael from a fire, leaving me unable to have children. He had held me then, crying hysterically, repeating over and over that it didn't matter if we never had children,…

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