Chapter 1

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.

For three years, she wouldn't get intimate with me, insisting on IVF, claiming she was “allergic” to semen.

I felt so bad for her, thinking she was going through so much with IVF, that I actually agreed to get a vasectomy.

Turns out, all those nights, she was busy conceiving with another man!

My hand tightened around the diagnostic report I was holding. I raised my glass to Serena, a cold, bitter smile on my face.

Then congratulations to her, for having a son with XYY syndrome.