Husband's Mistress

My husband's mistress is pregnant. When I heard the news, I didn't cry or make a scene. I just sat in the living room, staring at the family photo on the wall, lost in thought. Because there's something only I know. My husband is infertile... Years after we got married without children, I secretly had him tested. The doctor said his chances of naturally conceiving were almost zero. Yet, I went on to have two children. I've kept this secret for over a decade. Now, the mistress, belly protruding, comes to my door, proudly saying the baby is my husband's. I almost burst out laughing. If I just show the test results, the mistress is out on the spot. But the next second, a more serious problem suddenly occurred to me. My husband will definitely ask: "Since I'm infertile, whose are these two children at home?" I quietly put the test results back in the drawer. That evening, my husband came home, head bowed, and said: "Wife, I'm sorry, she's pregnant." I was silent for a few seconds, then patted his shoulder. "Honey, promise me one thing." "What is it?" "Let this be the end of it." He froze. "Don't you want to know if the baby is mine?" I looked at the two children upstairs doing their homework, then looked at him. "No." "Why?" I took a deep breath. "This family can't withstand anyone's DNA test." -Shared by a friend-😂😂😂😂