Right after I sent the email, I got a reply from “Rinko Kawai,” the woman my husband was seeing.
I could hear her screaming and crying through the phone, so I took it from him. Since I had essentially turned a blind eye to his “affair,” I had no right to judge them. My only priority now was to resolve this mess as his “wife.” “It’s not my kid. But… I’m the reason she’s pregnant…” What exactly did he mean by that?