I Cared for My Brother’s Wife and Child, Only to Be Rejected—Then They Begged Me Not to Leave!

Summary

The night before I registered my marriage with Jenna, I went to the hospital and got a vasectomy.

From then on, Lucas would be my only child.

Every year on my brother’s death anniversary, I would take a bottle of good liquor to his grave and sit with him for a while, telling him how Lucas had changed over the year.

Jenna caught me there and frowned. “Ethan, your brother is dead. You still keep talking about things that don’t belong to you. Aren’t you afraid of disturbing his peace? Let me tell you, I only agreed to marry you for Lucas!”