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Inadvertently, I opened a web page that appeared to be my wife's secondary social media account.

She must have forgotten to clear her browsing history; it was filled with photos of her and the baby.

The captions were still so striking, "Baby, Mommy will grow up with you."

There was one reply underneath, "Daddy wants to grow up with baby too."

My hand holding the mouse trembled slightly. Taking a deep breath, I clicked on that person's profile.

His main page was empty; clearly another secondary account.

I went back to my wife's page and scrolled through it meticulously, post by post.

Most of the records were about her year-plus abroad, documenting her pregnancy changes.

But it was always just her, with no male lead appearing.

I bit my lip, desperately wanting to slap myself hard. How could I have been so stupid?

Just as I was about to lose patience, I finally saw a photo of the male lead.