My Wife Gave Birth to a Baby with Black Skin – When I Found Out Why, I Stayed with Her Forever

Brent’s world crumbled when his wife, Stephanie, gave birth to a baby with dark skin, sparking shock and confusion in the delivery room. After years of trying, their long-awaited moment of joy turned to disbelief when Stephanie exclaimed, “That’s not my baby!” Brent, reeling from the sight, accused her of betrayal. “What the hell, Stephanie?” he cried.

Stephanie insisted on her faithfulness, tearfully pleading with Brent to believe her. Doubt and pain consumed Brent, even as his mother urged him to leave her. Still, Brent couldn’t abandon his family. When the doctor confirmed he was the biological father, relief washed over him. It was explained that recessive genes could explain their daughter’s appearance.

Brent returned to the room with the test results, apologizing to Stephanie. She forgave him, and they embraced their daughter together. Brent vowed never to let doubt come between them again, committed to protecting his family.

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