Chapter 1

For three years of marriage, I, Evelyn, had been preparing to have a child for Jack, the gentleman from a wealthy family. However, Jack, without consulting me, directly adopted his sister-in-law's child.

Jack held his sister-in-law's child's hand and explained to me with a smile, "Honey, my sister-in-law's child is our child now."

I thought he was just being partial, but I never expected that his sister-in-law's son was actually his biological child.

I was devastated.

Later, with my belly swollen, I found myself in the arms of Jack's arch-enemy.

Jack, however, was crying and begging me to have his child.

On my birthday, Jack's sister-in-law, Chloe, brought her child to our home.

"Evelyn, Jack has already adopted my son. You don't mind, do you?" Chloe asked.

My heart sank, and I unconsciously covered my belly, forcing a smile.

"Chloe, Jack has been quitting smoking recently to have a child with me. How could he adopt your child?" I questioned.

Chloe's face was filled with smugness as she feigned shock, "Jack didn't tell you that I was his first love?"

Hearing her confident tone, I took a step back.

I pretended to be calm and smiled, "Jack doesn't mention this to me, probably because he only sees you as his sister-in-law now."

Seeing that I wasn't angry, Chloe's smile became more arrogant. She called Jack right in front of me.

"Son, call daddy. From now on, Jack is your father," Chloe said.

Her six-year-old son, Tommy, sweetly called out to my husband on the video call, "Uncle, mom says you're my dad now. Dad!"

Jack on the other end of the video responded, "Good boy, dad will come home and cut you some cake."

Hearing Chloe's son and my husband addressing each other so intimately, a wave of bitterness washed over me.

With a stiff body, I called out to Jack in the video, "Honey, it's my birthday today. When are you coming home to celebrate with me?"

Jack's cheerful voice paused when he heard me.

"Don't rush, I'll be back soon," he said.

After the call ended, I looked at Chloe, who was still lingering, and made a "please" gesture, feeling not so good.

"Chloe, Jack has arranged a five-star chef for my birthday dinner. You should head back first."

But Chloe just rolled her eyes at me.

"I'm waiting for Jack to come home. He promised to buy cake for my son," she said.

My cake... Jack gave it to someone else?