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We had no children either, thank goodness. That's yet another story!

About a week after our divorce, she told me that she was pregnant with my child! And I indeed slept with her during our pre-divorce separation, like a complete fool! I circled that date on my calendar, worried it might come back to bite me in the butt, and that seemed to be the case when she gave me the news.

She gave me a photo of the ultrasound as evidence of her pregnancy. It included the date it was taken (a few days before I heard about it) and a measurement of the crown-rump length of the fetus.

Long story short, I found an excellent book full of statistics related to crown-rump length and the age of the fetus since conception. It didn't come close to matching the date that we had sex! The probability that I was the father was worse than something like 1 in 100,000.

I approached her with that information, and she admitted to me weeks later that she knew I wasn't the buological father. By then, she had aborted it. (Which I also didn't know until after the fact.)

She told her mother that a cocaine dealer was the father, and her mother told her that she had to trick me into being the father instead! At least that's what my ex-wife told me, but it seemed probable to me since her mother was very conniving and manipulative. (By the way, she told me this part about a YEAR later when I saw her in public and we briefly talked. By then, I'd also learned about her drug addiction.)