It was almost eight o'clock when Shawn came back with Mian.

I didn't turn on the light, and Mian came into the room and went straight to me who was standing in front of the window.

Shawn turned on the main light, and the light hurt my eyes.

I covered my eyes and felt dizzy.

"What's wrong with you?"

Shawn helped me sit down on the sofa. His cold hand rested on my forehead for a moment, and he quickly went into the house to take out the ear thermometer.

"You're having a fever, Alice, why didn't you tell me?"

His tone sounded reproach.

I closed my eyes and let him look at me.

I didn't know how his relationship developed with that girl.

Did they kiss or have sex?

Thinking of this, my stomach churned, and then I covered my mouth and ran to the bathroom.

"Mom, are you going to have a baby?"

I was squatting beside the toilet and retching, and Mian came over and handed me a wet wipe.

I looked up and met Shawn's complicated look.

I had no idea how to explain to a four-year-old kid how babies came.

Shawn and I hadn't had sex for nearly half a year.

I'd been with him for seven years, but we had sex no more than ten times in total.

And every time he did it when he was drunk.

Shawn was cooking in the kitchen, and Mian was sitting on the bed with me, holding a sketchbook.

After a while, Mian drew a picture.

It was a picture of a family of four, a man, a woman, and two children.

"What did you draw?"

I thought Mian drew it because she thought I was pregnant.

"Mom, they are dad, Ms. Milton, me, and Owen."

I was startled suddenly, and it felt like something in my heart was breaking, causing pain.

"Owen? Who is he?"

"He is Ms. Milton's child!"

Mian answered with an innocent look and even drew a bouquet on Ms. Milton's hand.

I narrowed my eyes and thought about it.

Could it be that Shawn and Ms. Milton both cheated on their spouses?

Shawn came in with the food.

After seeing Mian's painting, he paused for a moment, then soon returned to normal.

He didn't know that I noticed his reaction.

He never showed his emotions.

Today, I was mentally broken down because of a painting.

I didn't expose what he did today.

After eating, I sent a message.

"Are you free to meet at noon tomorrow?"

When Kevin came, I had already refilled five cups of coffee.

"Don't you drink coffee?"

After he sat down, he asked the waiter to bring me a glass of warm water.

I glanced behind him, and he immediately understood. "I didn't tell Shawn!"

"What was Shawn's first love called?"

I asked bluntly.

Kevin did not hide it. "Mia."

When Kevin said this name, my heart seemed to be hit hard by a drumstick.

Mia Milton.

Ms. Milton.

What a coincidence.

No wonder Shawn suddenly wanted to change kindergarten for Mian half a year ago.

At that time I strongly opposed it because he never cared about anything concerning Mian.

When I gave birth to Mian, he was on a business trip in the Harbor District and didn't come back.

He said that I was busy at work, so he would be responsible for picking up and dropping off Mian at school.

I thought he suddenly became nice to me but now I realized that he just wanted to use the excuse of picking up Mian to date his first love.