Her Newborn Is My Rival’s Child

The day my wife Austin gave birth, Anderson said the child was his.

Seeing my mother and me frozen in shock, Austin sighed:

"James, the child really is Anderson's. I didn't tell you because I was afraid you wouldn't agree."

Perhaps overcome by shock and rage, my mother's hand slipped weakly, and the baby she was holding instantly fell.

Anderson punched my mother in the face, and I immediately swung back at him.

Our relatives all secretly mocked me.

My mother grew more and more furious as she listened, and died of a sudden heart attack.