But in the end, years of love couldn’t withstand betrayal.
Daniel had cheated. And Emily was only one year younger than my son.
My husband was lying next to me while, at the same time, sharing himself with another woman.
Just thinking about it made my world collapse, and nausea twisted in my stomach.
Yesterday, I secretly obtained Emily Miller’s hair and sent it to a hospital for testing.
With some help, I might even get the results by this afternoon.
My son reached out his tiny hand to wipe away my tears, his face full of worry.
I quickly steadied myself. I had already packed my suitcase and was preparing to leave.
Just then, my phone began to ring incessantly.
My eyelids twitched as a wave of dread washed over me.
When I opened it, countless private messages from different social platforms flooded in—each one filled with malicious insults.
The scene was exactly the same as in my previous life.
My hands trembled as I clicked on the top trending headline.
#FourPeopleShareOneBowl Shameless Adults Refill Again and Again#
The post was a video: the noodle shop owner’s loud accusations, paired with surveillance footage of me and my son.