My Wife Had Her Best Male Friend’s Baby

One month after the baby was born, my wife's male best friend got drunk.

He pointed at my son, sleeping soundly in his crib, and chuckled at me.

“Do you know where your son got that heart-shaped birthmark on his arm from?”

I shook my head, clueless.

Derek smugly rolled up his sleeve, flashing it at me.

“Of course, he got it from me! Serena promised me that no matter who she married, she’d have my child first.”

He finished, blowing a kiss at my wife.

“We tried for three months, and boom! I finally make her pregnant!”

I stared at Serena Hayes, my world spinning.