The Captain's Secret Family Chapter 1

When we got married, Generals and Admirals in the Officer's Housing fought to reserve the title of Godfather for our future child.

My Captain husband wasn't in a hurry, applying for delayed family planning every year.

I thought he was busy with work, temporarily no mind to welcome a child.

Until I scrolled to a mom blogger's sharing post.

She detailed in the post how she met, fell in love, and had a child with her current lover.

But someone in the comments section analyzed something wrong,

"Is the blogger a mistress? Whose serious husband doesn't get a marriage license, doesn't go public, and isn't home by 11 PM every day?"

"Does the blogger know about this? Does the other party's wife know about this?"

That mom unashamedly admitted her identity as a mistress, and even boasted,

"So what if I'm a mistress, the one not loved is the mistress, I just missed the timing to marry him."

"As for his wife, whatever General's daughter or Admiral's daughter, anyway no matter how powerful, still have to be my defeated opponent."

The comments section was noisy, but I felt like falling into an ice cave.

Because from those scattered words, I pieced together a terrible truth.

That unsuspecting pitiful original wife, is me.

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These days Sean Sterling has been leaving early and returning late, busy to the point of not eating properly.

I know his military exercise mission is nearing the end, it's the critical time.

I tidied Sean's study as usual, but saw the final draft of the operation plan on the desk.

Without hesitation, I drove to his base, thinking I shouldn't miss the afternoon briefing.

Bored on the road scrolling phone, scrolled to that mom blogger's post.

The Paracord Bracelet on the man's wrist in the picture caught my attention.

I recognized at a glance that was Sean's birthday gift last year, I handmade from raw material polishing to weaving.

My heart clearly skipped a beat, I forced myself to calm down.

But a few minutes after the woman admitted being a mistress, this post was immediately deleted.

Guess verified, I endured trembling hands clicking into the account's homepage.

Video update frequency not high, every one is little woman's muttering, and some PDA pictures:

"Daughter is born, Mr. S calls her Peanut, looks like another daughter slave!"

"Peanut always cries at night, I can't rest well, Mr. S heartaches me, gave me limited edition necklace."

I know the owner of this account, she is Sean's Junior from the Academy, Valerie.

Man's face in photos all blocked, but I already confirmed that Mr. S, is Sean who been with me for seven years.

Until today, that account newly updated this one:

"Third anniversary with Mr. S, want to be happy forever!"

My hands couldn't stop trembling, until base gate I reacted, tears already completely blurred vision.

Confront? Or pretend to know nothing, continue living muddled life?

When consciousness returned, I already arrived at base family reception room.

While seeing Sean, I also saw the young woman and stroller beside him.

Everything in that account confirmed, impact of picture becoming real object still made me almost faint.

Child in stroller looks two or three years old, cheeks chubby, wearing a small military uniform.

Valerie with elegant playful makeup, exquisite to even nails trimmed neatly.

Valerie blew soup cool handed to Sean's mouth, Sean face full of doting, eyes not moving a bit.

Child in stroller unknown so, smilingly shouted with babbling voice:

"Daddy, Mommy! Happy!"

Sean obviously hasn't discovered operation plan left at home, whole person not anxious not impatient:

"Valerie, why you come base today, not rest well at home."

Valerie face coquettish: "Few days ago Peanut sick, you busy non-stop daily, I heartache you ah!"

Turns out previous time not mission busy, was child sick.

I instead heartached Sean, sat in living room till late night waiting him back daily.

Valerie finished speaking sighed:

"When can I be by your side openly ah, Peanut getting bigger, how to explain to her later."

Sean held Valerie's hand like promising:

"Hubby also let you call, all my comrades only recognize you one sister-in-law, you still not satisfied."

"Now home still has many chores to handle, I not bear you work hard, Clara doing it very handy."

Valerie seemed not buying this, brows frowned:

"Then what about Peanut, like last time no daddy by side how can do? I don't matter, but you can't let Peanut be shameful whole life right."

Raising hand I saw dazzling couple rings on two people's ring fingers, that set of rings I liked for long time.

That time ordering Sean said female size not mine, but to not let me disappointed, he specially found a replacement ring.

I thought he loved me, didn't expect original ring long worn on other's hand.