I’m Takaaki, 35. My ex-wife, Natsuna, has custody of our 9-year-old son, Koki. Natsuna was always so put-together. She handled the house and the kid so well that I never had to lift a finger, which—honestly—just gave me a free pass to do whatever I wanted. That’s when I met her at a club. Unlike Natsuna, who always put our son first, this girl made me feel like I was the center of the universe. When she told me she was pregnant with my baby, I knew I had to leave Natsuna.
I know I’m the bad guy for falling for another woman while I had a family. That’s why I paid Natsuna her settlement and made sure the child support was all squared away. I was ready to do whatever it took to make my new girl and our unborn baby happy.
But as soon as the divorce was final, I found out the pregnancy was a total lie. She was just after my money and vanished without a trace. I lost my family and my fortune for nothing. I was living a pretty lonely life until I met Alisa. This time, I didn’t waste any time—I fast-tracked us from a pregnancy straight to the altar.