Ten Years of DINK, Then He Regrets; I Buy His Family Huge Insurance1
My husband and I were staunch supporters of being child-free. After ten years of marriage, he changed his mind.
"Let's just adopt one. I just want to fulfill my dream of being a dad."
My in-laws pushed my parents, relatives, and friends to pressure me. In the end, we adopted a boy.
They assured me I didn't need to worry. The in-laws would take full responsibility for the child.
It wasn't until I died in a car accident that I discovered everything had been a lie.
My husband had adopted his biological son.
"Dad, you're the smart one. You put that huge insurance policy on her, and now all the money is ours. Mom's already picked out her wedding dress..."
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day my husband brought the child home.
...
"Lainey, look, this is Adam, seven years old. He's got a strong, handsome forehead, so polite and obedient. He'll definitely be well-behaved and take care of us when we're old.
"I spotted him at the orphanage right away..."
My husband, Rowan's constant praise and obvious fondness for the boy filled my ears.