My Poor Wife Buys The Manny An Expensive Mansion

I stared into her eyes.

“Grace, it’s only been an hour since I discovered this.

“You’ve lied to me for ten years! You apologize and resolve to break up with him in an instant…

“That I’d forgive you, let you cheat on me, and let you have another man’s child? Do you think I’ll allow you to use our home to raise someone else’s baby?”

Her face paled as she shook her head.

“I don’t think you’re stupid. I just felt sorry for him, so I wanted to make it up to him.”

“And you didn’t feel sorry for Jack and me?”

“I’m sorry…”

“You’re sorry now? When you bought him a mansion, gave him money, and had your parents help raise his child, were you sorry then? What about when you asked me to quit my job, told me to pinch every penny, and then hired him as our manny? Did you feel anything at all back then?”

She felt even more guilty as I went on. In the end, she blurted frantically, “But I gave you money! At least I didn’t let Jack and you suffer in poverty all these years!”

There was no hint of remorse in her voice.

I let out a snort. Her face tightened in anxiety. “I didn’t mean that. Sam, I—”

“You don’t have to waste your breath on him!”

Her mother, Eloise Anderson, came out of the house furiously.

“Why are you acting so high and mighty? Grace wanted to divorce you anyway, but you didn’t want to let her go!”

“Mom! When did I ever say I wanted a divorce?”

Grace anxiously covered Eloise’s mouth, but Eloise turned around to scold her.

“I told you that these city men are no good! When you were pregnant with Hailey, I told you to divorce him. But you said his location was better, that you could slowly move us all here first. You said you’d leave him after that.

“You’re pregnant with Ken’s second child! What are you still waiting for?”

I was stunned.

I thought I knew the truth, but I had not expected there to be more to it.

“Grace, you set me up?”

“No! Wait, I’ll explain! Mom, stop talking nonsense. I only love Sam. I never wanted to divorce him!”

Eloise seemed to have made up her mind. She said loudly, “Nonsense! If you love him, why’d you have secretly aborted his second child?”

At that moment, everything fell dead silent.

I recalled her pregnancy three years ago. A month after we found out, she had a miscarriage in her sleep.

I thought it was my fault for not working hard enough. I thought she lost the baby because she was overworked. I felt so guilty over it that I had a nervous breakdown and almost took my own life.

She had given Ken some time off while she stayed at home with me. She wrapped her arms around me to stop me from picking up a knife.

She kept insisting that it was because of fate that we had lost the second child because Jack was enough for us.

In the end, she was the one who had killed our child.

Unlike then, she was protecting her second pregnancy with Ken and was afraid of losing the baby.

I had been a complete clown for the past ten years.

“Grace…”

Grace, who was trying to drag Eloise away, was stunned. She looked frantic.

“Since you want it, let’s get a divorce.

“But I want Jack’s full custody. And don’t even think about touching our marital assets!”