From the doorstep, she began telling her husband how fun and eventful the night was. She excitedly described how her classmates had changed and the successes some had achieved. Ethan listened with a smile, but a shadow of concern flickered in his eyes.
He knew such nights could spark misunderstandings or conflicts. But in that moment, he didn’t want to dampen Sarah’s joy and kept his thoughts to himself. Then Sarah mentioned a former classmate, Ryan.
Despite struggling in school, he was now a successful businessman, handsome and fit. For some reason, she added, “By the way, I dated Ryan back then. He was my first love.” Ethan stared at his wife, who’d gotten too candid, and he didn’t like what he heard.
Not that he was seriously jealous, but it still stung to hear. He cut her off sharply, saying he didn’t want to discuss her past or exes right now. Then came the day Noah turned five.
Sarah meticulously prepared for the event, setting a festive table, inviting friends and family, carefully planning the menu, and decorating the house. Everything had to be perfect. Her mother-in-law, as always, found a way to meddle.
This time, she tried to interfere in the kitchen, but Sarah, anticipating trouble, smiled and handed her Noah, asking her to play with him. It was a clever move by the daughter-in-law, allowing her to finish cooking in peace. When everyone gathered at the table, the atmosphere was warm and friendly.
Guests couldn’t stop praising the hostess’s culinary talents. Sarah’s dishes were truly exceptional. Conversations flowed easily until the topic of Sarah’s recent reunion came up.
Ethan, deciding to tease his wife, brought up her high school romance. Smiling, he asked if she’d run into that old boyfriend she once loved. Sarah blushed but quickly composed herself.
With a light smile, she replied that the reunion was great, but the past was behind her. Guests chimed in, and the conversation smoothly shifted, leaving only a faint nostalgic aftertaste. But her mother-in-law sensed an opportunity.
Elizabeth Thompson, with a smug smile, called Ethan to the kitchen for a talk. She decided she couldn’t miss this chance to accuse her daughter-in-law of infidelity. “Son, tell me, has this Ryan been living in our town all this time, never leaving?” Ethan, unsure of her intent, replied, “I think so.”
His mother, rubbing her hands with triumph, declared, “Now it’s all clear. Noah isn’t yours—he’s from that old flame of hers. No wonder she told you about him.
Be ready for the real dad to show up soon.” Ethan’s jaw dropped. He tried to protest, but his mother gave him no chance.
Elizabeth reminded him, “Remember, son, how you and Sarah were fighting right before she got pregnant? How she stayed at her mom’s for days? Forgot that? Then, out of the blue, the pregnancy news.
That’s when it happened. You didn’t divorce her because of the baby. And that’s why you reconciled.
Look closely—Noah doesn’t even look like you.” She kept weaving her web of intrigue. After the talk, Ethan grew pensive.
Later, when the guests left, he unleashed a furious argument on his wife. “Here’s the deal, sweetheart—either we do a DNA test, or I’m divorcing you,” he demanded. Sarah couldn’t believe her ears.
How could he suggest such a thing? She broke down in tears from the hurt. Then, calming herself, she thought, “Fine, a test it is.
I have nothing to fear or hide.” She replied defiantly, “Alright, dear, let’s do the DNA test.
But I have one condition. You need to take the test too.” Ethan was floored.