Chapter 2My Husband Lied About Being Impotent, So I Pinned Down His Best Friend and Demanded: Give Me a Child

Adrian Blackwood walked in, reeking of alcohol.

I lay on Leo's bed, pretending to be asleep.

But the blanket in my hands was almost torn apart from my grip.

I felt his warm breath getting closer and closer.

My heart was pounding so hard I thought it might explode.

Then, I felt a brief warmth on my lips before it quickly moved away.

I heard a barely audible sigh.

I pinched my thigh, trying to hold back my nausea.

He picked up the sleeping Leo and left the room.

I vigorously wiped the spot he had touched, only to realize my hair was damp with tears.

As if a switch had been flipped, tears began to pour down my face.

Through my tear-blurred vision, I remembered the time before marrying Adrian Blackwood.

He told me he had erectile dysfunction and asked if I could accept it.

I nodded with tears in my eyes, simply because I loved him.

I watched him fall in love with Valerie Sinclair, then part ways as they pursued different paths.

Their relationship ended completely when Valerie Sinclair went abroad.

I accompanied him as he emerged from the depths of heartbreak.

Whenever he needed me, I was willing to go through fire and water, overcoming all obstacles to be by his side.

Giving my true heart in exchange for his.

After years together, he finally agreed to marry me.

I was overjoyed, so excited that I couldn't sleep all night.

As long as it was him, I didn't care about anything else.

In the second year of our marriage.

I returned home after a month-long business trip.

Suddenly, I found an extra child in the house and asked Adrian Blackwood whose child it was.

Adrian Blackwood lowered his head to explain. I couldn't see his expression clearly at the time.

"Zoe Lancaster, this is a child I adopted. I know you've always loved children, but because of my condition..."

"I couldn't let you become a mother. I'm sorry for that."

"So I decided to adopt one, as a surprise for you."

"Zoe Lancaster, are you upset with me?"

Even now, I still remember the guilty look on his face as he carefully raised his head and asked if I would blame him.

At that time, I was so moved that I threw myself into his arms, my tears soaking his white shirt.

I also forgot about that fleeting sense of oddness.

I was worried he would feel sad and insecure about not being able to have children.

Actually, as long as I could spend my life with him, what did it matter if we never had children?

He was so thoughtful and considerate of me, taking the initiative to make such a decision.

It made me more convinced that even though he had never actively said he loved me, his every action showed that I was in his heart.

It wasn't just me putting in all the effort.

At that moment, I boldly kissed his soft lips.

I was both nervous and ecstatic.

"Adrian Blackwood, you're so good to me~"

He was stunned for a second, then aggressively kissed back...

Until I pushed him away, gasping for air. He then just held me tightly.

He murmured above my head: "Silly girl."

My heart felt as sweet as if I had drunk honey.

Every time I thought about it, the sweetness increased.

If I hadn't just overheard Adrian Blackwood's true feelings, I wouldn't have known that this honey was laced with poison.

Adrian Blackwood was right, I was a fool, a big fool.

I was so stupid that I had been raising my husband's love child for years without knowing it.

And that child was born to his true love!

Marcus Ryder had somehow appeared beside me.

Seeing my tear-stained face, his eyes instantly turned icy cold.

He roughly pulled me to the window and turned my head to look outside:

"Zoe Lancaster, guess where he's going so late at night with his love child?"

Adrian Blackwood's usual car was on the driveway outside.

In a moment, even the shadow of the car was out of sight.

"He's done all this, and you're still crying your heart out for him!"

"Zoe Lancaster, tell me, what's so great about Adrian Blackwood?"

But when you like someone, you just like them. It can't be defined by good or bad.

At that moment, I was incredibly calm.

I begged Marcus Ryder to take me somewhere.

"You know where he went, don't you?"