It was now 5:39 pm.

Finally, she was at the doorstep of her home. A smile was plastered on her face, and her eyes seemed to have a joyful glint. And for good reason.

She knew her husband would be home by this time. She couldn't wait to fix him his meal, and when he was finally relaxed, she would then hand the pregnancy report to him.

However, upon opening the door, she saw a sight that she never imagined would transpire in her home, even in the next millennium.

Her supposed darling husband was indeed home, but with someone else. A red-haired lady was seated on his left thigh,...