Dear Husband, I'm tired of lying, good bye!

It was our second wedding anniversary when my husband’s secretary told me, “Franco isn’t your husband’s little brother. He’s his son.”

She showed me a DNA test to prove it. And what’s worse is I overheard him talking to my mother-in-law.

“Well, what am I supposed to do? Of course, I want to spoil him because he is not my brother, Sandra. He’s my son.”

There was a beat of silence, and then his mother laughed. “Your son? Say that again when the world actually knows it. You didn’t even tell Elisa about this. When are you going to?