MY HUSBAND FORCED ME TO ORGANIZE A BABY SHOWER FOR HIS MISTRESS—BUT WHAT THEY DIDN’T KNOW WAS THAT THE “GIFT” I PREPARED WAS A DNA TEST THAT WOULD SHATTER THEIR PRIDE.

My name is Valerie. I was a dutiful wife to Franco. For ten years of marriage, we were never blessed with a child. This became the constant accusation thrown at me by my mother-in-law, Doña Matilda, and by Franco himself.

“You’re barren! You’re a useless woman!” Franco would shout every time he got drunk.

Then one day, Franco came home with another woman. Her name was Jessica—young, beautiful, and pregnant.

“Valerie,” Franco said bluntly, without any shame. “Jessica is pregnant. She will give me the heir you could never give me. She will live here from now on.”

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