I became the matchmaker between my father and wife - Chapter 188

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For the next few days, I worked frantically, but the illness and the paternity test seemed like a curse, haunting me relentlessly. Gradually, I became tormented, unable to sleep or eat, and my energy declined day by day. I looked much more haggard, which made Xiaoying think I was sick and worry about me for a long time. After much thought, I decided to secretly do the paternity test. If things continued like this, my suspicious nature would drive me crazy in no time.
Because paternity testing isn't something to be proud of, I had to keep it a secret from everyone, absolutely not letting a single acquaintance know. Otherwise, how could I explain it? If relatives and friends found out, the gossip and suspicion behind my back would be unbearable. During breaks at work and at night when I got home, I researched many paternity testing agencies. There are numerous medical testing institutions of all sizes throughout the province, as well as many touts and brokers, with prices varying widely.
I don't need to worry about the price; what matters most is that it's genuine, accurate, and responsible. The only institution that can meet my needs is the judicial system. Judicial institutions are authoritative, without a doubt. However, their fees are much higher compared to other authoritative medical assessment institutions. This authoritative judicial assessment institution is the Provincial Public Security Bureau.
After researching online, I found two options: personal authentication, where you bring your own samples for authentication, but the results are accurate yet lack legal effect; this is also relatively inexpensive. The other option is judicial authentication, where the results have legal effect and entail legal responsibility. However, all parties involved in the authentication must be present with valid identification to collect the samples, making it significantly more expensive.
After learning all the basics of paternity testing, I fell into thought, but not for too long. It was an easy choice; I couldn't just take my family's household registration book, my father's ID, and Hao Hao and Duo Duo and drive straight to the police station for a paternity test. Leaving aside my family's attitude, what if it turned out to be a false alarm? How would I explain it to my family, especially to my father? So I chose personal testing first. Modern medical technology is very advanced; paternity testing only requires parts of the body containing cells, such as saliva, blood, semen, hair, etc. This was a piece of cake for me. Having made my decision, I began the process, starting with sample collection.
While my father and Aunt Zhang were home, I collected my father's DNA sample—from a cigarette butt he had smoked, which contained his saliva and oral mucosa; that was enough. As for Hao Hao and Duo Duo, although they are young, they can already talk, so I couldn't be too blatant, lest the children, with their big mouths, tell the family. Collecting samples from the two children was also easy; beverage bottles and milk bottles they had drunk from would do. To be absolutely sure, I also tried to collect hair samples from both children—the more samples, the better. After collecting all the samples, I differentiated them and then quickly went to the Provincial Public Security Bureau during a break from work.
Perhaps I felt guilty, since this wasn't exactly something to be proud of. Before entering the Provincial Public Security Bureau, I specifically bought a hat and a mask. Then, I took the samples to the relevant department within the Public Security Bureau, submitted them, and told the staff that I needed the results of the analysis.
The sample was divided into four parts: the father's, mine, Hao Hao's, and Duo Duo's. The requirements and results of the analysis were to determine the relationship between Duo Duo and Hao Hao and me, and if one of them was not my child, whether I and that child shared the same father. With current technology, it's not possible to determine half-sibling relationships, so we can only rely on the father's DNA for comparison.
After explaining this complicated relationship, I had to pay several more appraisal fees, totaling over 10,000 yuan, but for me now, it's still insignificant. After completing the relevant procedures, the judicial personnel told me that the results would be available in 5-7 days and that I should go home and wait for a phone call.
Back at the company, I sat in my office for a long time, motionless and silent. Finally, the paternity test was done, and I felt a slight sense of relief, but I was even more worried about the day the results came out. What if Hao Hao and Duo Duo, and one of them really isn't my biological child? What should I do? Divorce? Go to court? I thought of countless similar stories and news reports I'd heard, but could something like this, something I'd only ever seen in the news, really happen to me? For some reason, I've been living in constant fear, worry, and dread these past few days.
I had exactly five days, so I decided to use those five days to review all the security camera footage at home, dividing the five years into five days, one year at a time. After making this decision, I became obsessed. Every night, after Xiaoying fell asleep, during my breaks at work the next day, I had a new thing to do—replaying the security camera recordings.
I set a one-year limit for the amount of surveillance footage to be replayed every day, and I persisted even though I was about to throw up from watching it all.
This intense mental state and the high-intensity work of staying up all night made me look increasingly haggard. Xiaoying insisted on taking me to the hospital for a check-up, and my father and Aunt Zhang also came to see me. I just said that I was under too much work pressure and brushed them off.
Five days have passed, and I've finished reviewing the surveillance footage. I've reviewed over 1800 days of footage, but I haven't found a single abnormality, nor a trace of Xiaoying and her father cheating on each other again. For some reason, despite five days of hard work and finding nothing, I feel no disappointment; instead, I feel a great sense of relief.
Perhaps I was overthinking it. When Xiao Dian and his father were at home, they were basically respectful to each other. The only difference was the awkwardness, embarrassment, and memories in their eyes when they looked at each other. All sorts of emotions burst out the moment their eyes met.
Finding nothing amiss, I felt more confident about the test results. Perhaps it was all just a false alarm. My infertility was diagnosed after Duoduo was born, and the test results in two days would simply be another outcome. Suddenly feeling relaxed, I sat in my office, took out a cigarette from my pocket, and took a deep drag, relieving the physical and mental fatigue of the past few days. It felt as if every pore and cell in my body opened up at that moment, exhaling the stale air.
Some might say that even if nothing happened at home, Xiaoying and her father could still do it on the island or outside. That's true to some extent. When I reviewed the surveillance footage, I carefully checked Xiaoying's daily get off work hours. Except for special circumstances, she almost always came home on time. Even on the days she came home late, I secretly checked and found nothing unusual. As for the island, that was even less likely. After Xiaoying and her father's last night on the island, I accompanied her every time she visited her father and Aunt Zhang. Even when she occasionally stayed overnight, I stayed with her, pretending to be asleep and secretly observing, afraid that if I fell asleep, they would secretly get up and go outside for sex, and with Aunt Zhang there too, they had no chance. During that time, I felt like I had truly become a private detective; my mental state and sensitivity increased dramatically.
As for the time when Xiaoying was pregnant with Duoduo, I have thought about it carefully to see if there were any other abnormalities or possibilities. If it was really during that time that Xiaoying became pregnant with her father's child, then there is only one possibility, which is the time on her father's birthday, because Aunt Zhang was not there that time. But thinking back, it is basically impossible.
Since we've brought it up, let's talk about it. It was over three years ago. My father's birthday that year was quite special. Around the time of my father's birthday, Aunt Zhang and her daughter had to go back to their hometown for a celebration, so they stayed in the rural countryside for a long time. Therefore, that year, only Xiaoying, Hao Hao, and I spent my father's birthday with him.
It was just the four of us at the time. Although Aunt Zhang wasn't there, my father was still very happy. He said that it was the four of us celebrating his birthday together that made it the most special. That night, my father and I drank a lot of wine, and even Xiaoying drank a few glasses of red wine. When Xiaoying was cleaning up the room, her steps became a little unsteady and light, and she had also drunk too much.
That night, since we all drank quite a bit except for Hao Hao, and the wind was too strong to sail, the three of us slept at my father's place. My father had two bedrooms; one for him and one for us. However, because I was still quite nervous, I didn't dare fall asleep too early that night, fearing that tonight's opportunity was too rare and that Xiao Ying and my father would go out for sex again. After all, this was the first time we'd slept here since my father got married, and Aunt Zhang wasn't there. If they still had feelings for each other, tonight was the perfect opportunity.
We slept together for a long time, and everything was quiet. I forced myself to stay awake until midnight. Finally, Xiaoying groggily got up and gently nudged me, asking me to go to the bathroom with her. Although the bathroom on my father's island had been repaired, it was a makeshift rural toilet—just a hole dug in the grass with some covering around it. It was the middle of the night, and Xiaoying was too scared to go alone. I was also quite drunk, so after groaning a few times, I pretended to be asleep. When you're drunk, you're just so lazy.
Finally, Xiaoying had no choice. Emboldened by the wine, she staggered out of the bedroom to use the restroom. After she left, I immediately checked the time. Since the three of us were staying at my father's house, both bedroom doors were tightly closed, so I couldn't hear or see anything. Therefore, I could only keep track of the time. After Xiaoying left the bedroom, I opened my eyes and picked up my phone to keep track of the time.
About three minutes after Xiaoying left her bedroom, I heard the sound of my father's bedroom door opening. My heart skipped a beat. Had my father gone to the bathroom? If he went to the bathroom now, and Xiaoying hadn't finished yet, would they bump into each other? My heart clenched the moment the door opened. Because my father's house had a traditional wooden door, and it was sealed very tightly for winter, providing excellent sound insulation, I couldn't hear any ordinary noises. I only heard the sound of the door opening and closing; I couldn't hear any footsteps or other sounds.
What to do? Time ticked by, and just as Xiaoying had been gone for thirteen minutes, the side door to her father's bedroom opened, and ten minutes later, Xiaoying finally returned. The moment I heard the bedroom door open, I immediately closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. Xiaoying quietly got into bed and then lay down next to me. I carefully considered the situation. Even if Xiaoying had really run into my father, nothing had likely happened between them. After all, Xiaoying had only been gone for thirteen minutes. Subtracting the time spent relieving herself and walking, they had no time for intercourse. Even if they had, there would have been time for verbal communication, struggle, and deliberation, not to mention my father's powerful stamina. No matter how I calculated it, the time was insufficient.
Having recalled all of this, I've ruled out this one night, the only one with the most likely chance and the best chance of success. Having thought it through, I feel more at ease, and I'm not so excited about the upcoming assessment results anymore…

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