My Father’s Toxic Jealousy: "Your Wife Must Cheat on You!

At our Thanksgiving dinner, I happily announced that Chloe was pregnant.

My dad, Arthur, immediately proposed:

"Chloe, let me hire an eight-pack male housekeeper for you."

"You're pregnant, you shouldn't be doing any chores. Having a handsome male housekeeper will not only keep the house clean but also satisfy your physical needs. We wouldn't want you to feel frustrated during pregnancy!"

Chloe almost choked to death on her turkey.

I slammed my fork down in displeasure:

"Dad, what kind of sick joke is that!"

Arthur glared at me with a sinister look: