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I was eight months pregnant when I got into a car crash on my way to a prenatal checkup. The baby didn't make it, and I was told I could never have children again. My loving CEO husband held me in his arms, swearing it didn't matter. He said, "You can't have kids? So what? I'll spoil you like you're my daughter for the rest of my life." I believed him, becoming a dutiful housewife. One afternoon, I surprised him at his office with some soup and overheard him talking to a friend. His friend said, "Damn, Josh, you actually brought Erin and your son back from overseas? Aren't you scared your wife will lose it when she realized the truth?" My husband said, "Lose it? Tracy can't have kids, so why shouldn't I have one with someone else? "Besides, Erin doesn't want me to exhaust myself by traveling to see her and our son all the time. Neither does she want me to miss out on our son growing up. I'll feel better when they're back in the country anyway." His friend laughed. "You're such a bastard. Tracy is really unlucky. Just one call from you and not only did she lose her baby but she can never have another child again." My husband snickered. "Feeling sorry for her? I'll give her to you if you like." I stood there frozen. So it was my husband, the man who swore to love me, who was behind all my misery. While he was busy playing perfect husband with me, he was spoiling his ex and their child behind my back. A scumbag like him deserved to be kicked to the curb immediately.