Her Baby Was Not Mine
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On my wife Christine Stott's birthday, I held a property certificate, hoping to surprise her. I waited until midnight, but she never showed up. Instead, I got a confession.
Christine: [I'm pregnant, but the baby isn't yours. I'm sorry...]
I stared at those words, reading them over and over.
I worked hard for three years to buy this property. I worked overtime until I was vomiting blood, I drank myself into the hospital at business dinners, and I came home every night so exhausted that I would collapse straight into bed.
