On my wedding day, my ex-wife came to congratulate me, pregnant, but when my new wife asked her one question, what my ex revealed destroyed my entire world…
In college, I was the handsome and intelligent guy admired by many female students. But I wasn’t interested in anyone. My family was poor, I had to work part-time every day just to pay my tuition, and I didn’t have time for love.
One of the girls who admired me was my classmate, Van. To win my affection, she often bought me food, clothes, and sometimes even paid my tuition.
I didn’t truly love her, but since her family was helping me with my studies, I felt pressured to enter into a relationship with her.
After graduation, as I wanted to stay in the city, I agreed to marry Van so her parents would help me find a job. But when we started living together, I realized I didn’t truly love her—and, furthermore, I felt uncomfortable with any physical intimacy with her.
We were married for three years, but never had children. She often encouraged me to get a medical check-up, but I insisted I was fine and refused to go to the doctor. By then, I had a stable job and no longer needed her family’s support. So I wanted to end that cold, colorless marriage to pursue my true love.
My indifference and lack of attention finally led her to let me go. She signed the divorce papers and freed me. After that, I began a romantic relationship with a beautiful business partner whom I had secretly admired for a long time. We were together for over a year before deciding to get married.
I didn’t invite my ex-wife, but for reasons I didn’t understand, she showed up without any shame.
What I never expected was that she would come pregnant… and to congratulate us. Van’s sudden appearance drew the attention of all the guests. Whispers filled the room; no one knew what was about to happen.
When Van approached us, she said:
“If I could go back in time, I would never have wasted my youth on a man who never loved me and only used my money. My biggest regret was marrying you.”
Just as she was about to leave, my new wife suddenly asked: “Whose child are you carrying?”
In college, I was the handsome and intelligent guy admired by many female students. But I wasn’t interested in anyone. My family was poor, I had to work part-time every day just to pay my tuition, and I didn’t have time for love.
One of the girls who admired me was my classmate, Van. To win my affection, she often bought me food, clothes, and sometimes even paid my tuition.
I didn’t truly love her, but since her family was helping me with my studies, I felt pressured to enter into a relationship with her.
After graduation, as I wanted to stay in the city, I agreed to marry Van so her parents would help me find a job. But when we started living together, I realized I didn’t truly love her—and, furthermore, I felt uncomfortable with any physical intimacy with her.
We were married for three years, but never had children. She often encouraged me to get a medical check-up, but I insisted I was fine and refused to go to the doctor. By then, I had a stable job and no longer needed her family’s support. So I wanted to end that cold, colorless marriage to pursue my true love.
My indifference and lack of attention finally led her to let me go. She signed the divorce papers and freed me. After that, I began a romantic relationship with a beautiful business partner whom I had secretly admired for a long time. We were together for over a year before deciding to get married.
I didn’t invite my ex-wife, but for reasons I didn’t understand, she showed up without any shame.
What I never expected was that she would come pregnant… and to congratulate us. Van’s sudden appearance drew the attention of all the guests. Whispers filled the room; no one knew what was about to happen.
When Van approached us, she said:
“If I could go back in time, I would never have wasted my youth on a man who never loved me and only used my money. My biggest regret was marrying you.”
Just as she was about to leave, my new wife suddenly asked: “Whose child are you carrying?”
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