Behind the Perfect Marriage

After seven years of marriage, Kayla Campbell had finally become pregnant.

But during her prenatal checkup, she noticed something was wrong. The space to fill in the name of the child’s father was blank.

She instinctively spoke up.

"The father should be Luke Hudson. Was it missed during registration?"

In Havenport's upper circles, almost everyone was aware of how devoted the head of the Hudson family was to his wife. He loved her so deeply that he had once been willing to undergo a vasectomy for her.

"Kayla, watching you take medicine and get injections again and again breaks my heart. You're everything to me. If having a child means you have to suffer like this, then I would rather never have one."

Perhaps the heavens were touched by them.

Luke was a man known for his decisive and ruthless nature. On the day they confirmed her pregnancy, he had knelt and pulled her into his arms, crying until his voice gave out. He had personally handled all the medical registration paperwork afterward.

With how carefully he treated her, a mistake like this made no sense.

The staff member was clearly new to the job, and she worked at the computer for a long while before finally nodding.

"The father's name was blank when the file was created."

As she continued checking, her expression changed slightly.

"But Mr. Hudson's name does appear in another patient's record. He's listed as the father of her child. The mother's name is Stephanie Campbell. Do you know her?"

Kayla froze.

Her thoughts went blank.

People in their social circle all knew Kayla's background. She had been adopted by the Campbell family. But when the family finally found their biological daughter, they accused Kayla of having taken their real daughter's place for years and kicked her out without mercy.

That biological daughter was Stephanie.

Kayla Campbell clutched her prenatal check-up papers and felt completely lost. She didn't expect to run into Luke Hudson and Stephanie Campbell in the hallway just as she was leaving the clinic.

"Luke, isn't today Kayla's appointment too? Wouldn't it be better if you were with her instead of me?" Stephanie asked.

Luke noticed her shoelace was untied. Without hesitation, he knelt down and tied it into a perfect bow, his movements so practiced it was clear he'd done this countless times before.

"Look at you, you didn't even notice your shoelaces were untied. How am I supposed to trust you like this? As for Kayla, I've already told her to wait for me at home. Once I'm done here with you, I'll go with her to her appointment."

Sunlight streamed through the window, catching Stephanie's slightly rounded belly. It made her look radiant, soft, and unexpectedly joyful.

"So you came with me first. Does that mean you... care about me a little more? Oh! I think our baby is kicking, Luke! Can you feel it?"

Luke's expression immediately shifted to concern. Without a second thought, he swept her into his