Hello all. I am an ordinary Mongolian guy living in Avstral with my wife, son and daughter. My wife and I are studying for a master’s degree here. I am now 33 years old. My daughter is 6 years old and my son is 9 months old. We have been married for 7 years. After living abroad, work, family, school, children, I was actually living a normal life, but the days passed like a blur.
But the last few months have been hell. Since my son is 7 months old, my life has turned into hell. After he became a man, he had a son and was running around.
But one day, as they say from underground, I found out that my son is not my son. I suddenly found out that my wife has been cheating on me for almost a year and now I don’t know what to do.
When I first came here, I lived with a Mongolian family. From that time on, my wife became a friend of the young man of that family. That guy and I would go out together sometimes and we would have a little drink together, and my wife said that we are a nice family.
He is also married with a daughter. The most important thing is that my wife doesn’t know that I know. I accidentally found another SIM card and put it in my phone and everything was revealed.
In order to beat the clock, it is said that he will cross the pass 3 times. And every time I saw my son, it was the same. Before, I didn’t think like that at all, but I just thought of him as a son who imitated his mother.
Now, if you tell your wife, you will become a brother, and if you say that you can’t leave these 3 here, you can’t be a man in a human place, and you will also be a target of animal language. It makes me sick to think how happy my bad father is now that he has a grandchild even though he is old.
In Mongolia, I announced that I had a son, and now my wife, not mine, is pregnant with someone else’s child. What a difficult world.
I feel sorry for myself that I am the only one who is helpless. It’s like he’s a mare at work. When I get home, I’ll be a little relieved to see the others. Well, it seems that there is nothing to buy. After all, he is trying to break up with his wife.
When I think about that evil bastard, sometimes I want to fight and make eye contact, but I pray that I don’t meet him here and there.
Anyway, I told my wife that I didn’t like them, and I was going to talk to them again. These two must have started to surface a little. Now, in a year, I will finish my master’s degree, and I think that I will decide whether to divorce or not after going to Mongolia.
I think it is right to go to Mongolia and solve the problem. It’s the children who are doing nothing here and are going to get into trouble.
At least my daughter has a little brother and it seems that it will be difficult for her. You’re always telling me that you’re doing it right. It’s really scary for both of us that the life we built with love is falling apart…