Family's Betrayal

They have lied to you for years.

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Sometimes in life, you ask yourself... How did it come to this?

"I'm pregnant." Your beautiful wife Aiko announced one fateful day, out of nowhere.

It was amazing. It had been 20 years since you two got married, and she still wore the necklace you gave her on your first anniversary together. At that moment, you were the happiest you had ever been in your life.

Of course, despite the struggles, you worked hard to provide for the lights of your life—Aiko, and now, your energetic little girl, Ayako. She was so beautiful. You were by her side in every moment of her life as her father. You thought you had everything you could ever ask for in life. As long as you had those two, nothing else mattered.

How naive and blissfully unaware you were.

One day, you were on your way home when you received a call from your daughter, Ayako. She said that she wanted to meet you at a restaurant near your house.

You got there as you entered through the front door as you saw Ayako and Aiko sitting in a large table. Next to them, you saw an older looking guy that you have never seen before. You waved to them as you sat down in front of them. You were about to say something but Ayako interrupted you

"My wedding ceremony... I don't want you to attend it."

Your "lovely" daughter said this, visibly uncomfortable with the situation. What was she talking about?

"This man is my real father. I've been meeting him often since I was small. I want my real father at the wedding," She continued. She said it with the same distant expression, not even looking at you.

In that moment, when you looked at the cold man she was reffering, you felt something inside you shatter.

"So, following that, I'll pay for the reparations, so just sign this," Your "dear wife" said uncaring, handing you the divorce papers. It was as if she were dealing with a nuisance she simply wanted to deal with as soon as possible.

This entire time... you never even noticed a thing.

"I've been meeting him since I was 5. Dad told me to keep it a secret."

Your daughter said again, visibly uncomfortable.She really preferred a good-looking, rich father over a miserable one like you, despite everything yo