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After graduating from a 985 university, I stayed in Shanghai. After working as a foreign trade salesman for three years, I founded my own foreign trade company. The company’s business volume increased from a few million dollars per year to over ten million dollars per year. I then bought a house and a car in Shanghai, and met my current wife. She was 26 years old when we got married; she was six years younger than me. She was from Shanghai and worked as a music teacher in middle school. Not only was she beautiful, but she also had a very attractive figure with curves in all the right places. She is gentle and lovely, beautiful and graceful; I love her very much. We had a son less than a year after getting married; he is three years old now. The company’s business is much better now than before, so we bought an even larger house. I feel very happy; our family gets along well, my wife treats me very well, and our son is adorable and obedient. We’re considering having a second child. But what I never could have imagined were the events that took place during this year’s Spring Festival.
There was a pandemic this year, so I stayed at my hometown with my wife and son. When I first returned, I often heard my neighbors around me saying they were envious of me, saying that my wife was beautiful and virtuous, and that my son was very sensible, cute, and well-mannered. I’m also happy to hear their compliments. During this period, due to the pandemic, domestic manufacturers basically stopped production and were unable to ship goods, so there wasn’t much work to do. I worked from home, and the winter break was extended; my wife didn’t need to rush back to work either. So I spent every day with my family, and we all enjoyed each other’s company. I have never felt this happy before. However, happiness comes quickly and leaves just as quickly.
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Once, over a trivial matter, I had a small argument with my neighbor. I said a few things to him, but to my utter surprise, in his desperation he even claimed that my son wasn’t actually my biological child and that he didn’t resemble me at all. At that time, I didn’t pay much attention to what he said; I just thought he was speaking out of anger. But I would definitely be angry if he said such things. No matter how much we argue or get into conflicts, he can’t claim that my son isn’t my biological child. I was really angry, and I ignored him for a long time.
After some time, I almost forgot about it as well. Once, while drinking with my father, when we had all drunk quite a lot and it was just the two of us there as everyone else had gone upstairs to rest, my father secretly asked me if his grandson might not actually be his biological grandson I was really puzzled at that time. I told him how it was possible it wasn’t his own grandson. The father said he thought the grandson didn’t resemble anyone in our family very much. I didn’t discuss this matter much with my father later on. I also remembered what the neighbor said. I have never thought about such things, nor have I ever felt that my son is not my biological child.
But now I’m a bit worried. I went upstairs and took a photo of my sleeping son. Then I placed my photo and my son’s photo on the same screen. I just made a comparison. Indeed, no similarities can be found. But I still trust my wife very much. I don’t think it’s possible that the child isn’t my biological child. Although I tell myself to trust my wife. The son must be one’s own biological child. I also tell myself not to overthink things. But that night I couldn’t sleep at all. I’ve been thinking about what the neighbor and my father said, and I’ve been thinking about comparing the photos. To be honest, I really don’t want to think at all about the possibility that my son isn’t my biological child.
But I can’t control my thoughts. The next morning, I made a bold decision. I want to get a paternity test. But I have to secretly get a paternity test; I can’t let my wife and son know. I trust my wife completely, but I just can’t control myself; I want to prove that my son is my biological child. If a paternity test is discovered by my wife and son. How much damage that would cause to them. While they were asleep at night, I searched the Internet for information on how to conduct a paternity test. I checked several companies, but found that they were all not operating during the pandemic. I was extremely anxious; the 15th day of the first lunar month had not yet passed, and I had no idea when the pandemic would end. I couldn’t wait any longer. Eventually, I discovered that Meiji Paternity Testing was still operating during the pandemic, and all one needed to do was send the sample to them. But I doubt whether they are a legitimate organization and whether their test results are accurate; the online customer service sent me the license number for the tests, saying I could use it to check.
Then, while cutting my son’s nails, I secretly hid a few of them, and soon I sent our nails to Meiji Paternity Testing. In the days that followed, I was extremely anxious; I had to believe that my wife wouldn’t betray me. I’m especially afraid of the results of the paternity test. While waiting for the results, I had no appetite for food or tea. My wife noticed my unease and asked what was wrong I made up some random excuse to get by. A few days later, I took the chance to call to find out the results. I was sitting in the car by myself, extremely nervous; my hands kept shaking. I was scared, afraid that my wife might really be unfaithful to me. What should I do? We are so affectionate now, and our son is also getting older.
If my son really isn’t my biological child, how should I face it? After all, we’ve lived together for three years, and I really love my wife When I heard the test results, I was completely stunned. No more random thoughts. There is only one exact answer. My son is not my biological child. I almost collapsed at that moment. I don’t know what to do. A person sat quietly in the car for almost an hour. Later, my wife called me and told me to come home for dinner. When I got home, I was very careful; I didn’t dare to speak or show any expression, as I was afraid that my parents wouldn’t be able to handle it if they found out the truth, especially since they are already old. Looking at my wife, looking at my son. Before I knew it, tears started flowing down my face.
When my son noticed that I was crying, he came over to ask what was wrong. His sweet voice and his cuteness made me feel even worse. From that day on, I hardly communicated with my family for two or three days. I think I’m depressed. The next day, I wondered if Meiji was some kind of counterfeit product, and that the test results might not be accurate. So I secretly checked their certification license number, and it turned out to be from a legitimate organization that is quite famous in Shanghai. I still haven’t told my family about the paternity test. I didn’t tell my wife either. I don’t know what my family will become after I say it.
I don’t want such a wonderful family to be destroyed, but I can’t bear the fact that my son isn’t my biological child. I am extremely grateful for paternity testing, and for the technology we have today. If I hadn’t done this paternity test, it might have taken ten or twenty years, or perhaps I would never have found out that my son is not my biological child – which would have been very unfair to me and my parents. I’m still extremely distressed now; I don’t know what to do. I recall that during my wife’s pregnancy I was very busy, often having to go to factories in Jiangsu and Zhejiang to urge them to speed up production, as well as attending exhibitions abroad. I couldn’t always be by my wife’s side, and perhaps she couldn’t bear the feeling of being alone in the house. I want to talk things through with my wife, but thinking of her gentle and charming nature, it seems like I can’t do without her, both physically and emotionally. Moreover, I don’t want to hurt my son, as he is innocent after all. If I don’t talk things through with my wife, I won’t be able to overcome this hurdle in my mind. What should I do?