Chapter 1

My wife produced a lot of breast milk.

Her close friend showed up at our door with her son, asking my wife to breastfeed him.

The two of them would often stay in the bedroom all day, occasionally letting out soft laughter and heavy breathing.

Until six months later, I saw my wife with flushed cheeks and glazed eyes after nursing her friend's son.

That wasn't how someone should look after breastfeeding at all!

With a dark expression, I demanded a divorce!

My wife stared blankly for a moment before saying in shock, "You want to divorce me just because I'm helping my friend feed her baby?"

I nodded. "Yes."

After my wife gave birth to our daughter, she had plenty of milk, so she nursed her friend's child.

I often saw her friend Peach's son nestled against her exposed chest.

Every time my wife finished nursing, her face would flush.

I couldn't take it anymore. Today, I asked Winter for a divorce.

Seeing me about to leave, Peach grabbed my arm.

"Tyler, have you lost your mind? Winter is just helping me feed my baby. She hasn't done anything wrong. Are you jealous just because she's nursing a boy?"

I pushed her away coldly. "You both know exactly why!"

Peach's partner showed up. After learning what happened, he laughed and patted my shoulder. "Man, your wife is a good woman. She feeds the baby privately. Don't make a big deal out of nothing and ask for a divorce."

"Don't touch me." I shook off his hand.

My usually sharp-tongued mother-in-law seemed to realize something and pointed at me in shock. "My God, how can you be so twisted?"

"Do you know how painful breast engorgement is for a new mother? Instead of feeling sorry for her, you want a divorce. Are you even human?"

My mother-in-law's words attracted neighbors and family. After understanding the situation, they all glared at me.

"This kind of man only thinks about one thing. He doesn't care at all that his wife is suffering."

"If she doesn't have postpartum depression, you should count yourself lucky!"

"I heard Winter even gave him money to help him. Now he wants a divorce—isn't that ungrateful?"

Peach said coldly, "If we'd known you were this kind of man, we never would have agreed to let Winter marry you!"

Hearing this, Winter's tears fell. "Before giving birth, I worried about your company, brought you clients."

"After having the baby, you didn't care about me. You just came home and played video games. When the baby cried at night, you never got up. You never even changed a diaper!"

"Do you have any idea how painful this is? You can look it up!"

"Peach is my close friend. She doesn't produce enough milk, so I'm helping her. What's wrong with that?"

Everyone else got angry after hearing this.

"Tyler, you're failing as a husband."

"Thank God my partner is loving. When I had my baby, he took care of me."

I laughed coldly. "You're all blind. You don't understand what's really going on, yet you're all judging me?"

"Winter, we're going to file for divorce tomorrow. I'll be waiting." With that, I headed for the door.

But Peach grabbed me. "You jerk! You want a divorce over this? Go to hell!" She threw a punch. Caught off guard, my nose started bleeding.

Peach's partner Danny also stepped forward, ready to hit me.

"Don't!" Winter rushed over, pushing them away and wiping my face. "Honey, look—our daughter is only a few months old. Can you really leave us?"

The baby in her arms saw me and giggled.

I sighed. "Let's get divorced."

"You must have someone else. Danny, don't hold me back—I'm going to kill him!"

These people still didn't understand who had actually been unfaithful!