Just as I was losing hope, she video-called me back. As soon as I answered, I saw her sitting on a bed, wearing a sexy lace camisole.
"Honey, is everything okay with you all? Don't overthink it. That child was conceived through artificial insemination. It's absolutely not what you all believe."
At that moment, I couldn't care about anything else. I just begged that woman to hurry to the hospital and help me pay the remaining balance, which was mere pocket change for her.
All this time, since our marriage, I had always spent my own money and never touched hers.
Noticing the background behind me, Yvonne realized I was in the hospital and grew worried. "Honey, what exactly happened?"
As she stood up, her revealing nightgown shifted, revealing things that shouldn't be.
I let out a bitter laugh and turned my head away, struggling to contain my rage. Because she was currently at Corey's home and the wedding photo hanging behind her was undeniable proof.
"I'll transfer the money to you right now via my phone," she exclaimed.
Just as she reached for it, a shirtless Corey walked into the room.