Revenge from My Wife — Novel

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In a world where love and betrayal collide, Billy's life takes an unexpected turn on his third wedding anniversary. As he prepares to celebrate with his wife, Grace, he is blindsided by her shocking gift: a five-year-old boy named Oscar, whom she claims will be their child. But as Billy grapples with the sudden intrusion into their lives, he can't shake the nagging feeling that something isn't right. Why has Grace brought home this child without consulting him? And why does Oscar's resemblance to her long-lost crush, Steve, gnaw at his instincts?

As tensions rise, Billy finds himself caught in a web of deception and emotional turmoil. Grace's insistence that Oscar is a blessing only deepens his suspicions, and when he discovers the truth behind the boy’s origins, everything he thought he knew comes crashing down. Is Oscar really the child they’ve been longing for, or merely a pawn in a larger game of revenge? With love turning to resentment and trust eroding, Billy embarks on a dangerous path to uncover the secrets that threaten to unravel his marriage. Will he reclaim his life, or will he lose everything in the process?

Revenge from My WifeChapter 1 The Adopted Son

My wife, Grace, was in poor health and couldn't have a baby.

I felt sorry for her and decided to be a DINK.

Unexpectedly, she brought back a five-year-old child on the third wedding anniversary.

"Darling, I know you've always wanted a child. He'll be our child from now on, and you'll love him, right?"

I noticed the child's eyes were similar to Grace's crush, and then called the police.

"Hello, I want to report someone abducting a child."

On the third wedding anniversary, I booked a terrace and bought her favorite roses to make her happy.

Looking at the custom-made necklace in my hand, I waited for her to come home with joy.

The moment someone was opening the door, I stood up and walked towards the people happily.

After the door was opened, I saw Grace walking in with a little boy, perhaps the age of four or five.

Susan, my mother-in-law, followed behind them.

"Grace, who is the child?" I asked in confusion.

Her face was full of excitement and happiness, and she pushed the boy towards me.

"Darling, I know you've always wanted a child. He'll be our child from now on, and you'll love him, right?"

Susan also took the opportunity to echo.