My Husband Asked Me through Tears to Be Mom to One of the Twins He Had with His Late Mistress

A Reddit user, a 29-year-old woman married to a 44-year-old pastor, shared a shocking revelation about her husband’s affair and the subsequent manipulation. He tearfully confessed to having an affair resulting in twins, one of whom survived.

The husband insisted on raising the child, claiming it was God’s plan. The woman, conflicted, expressed regret and contemplated leaving, feeling unloved and ugly.

She faced physical abuse when she resisted, and her husband insisted she serve as the child’s mother. In an update, she revealed leaving her husband after enduring two months of turmoil, including unhelpful Christian counseling.

Family pressure to uphold religious values complicated her decision. The woman sought support on Reddit, reflecting the emotional turmoil of her situation.

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