A Nigerian man living in Canada has shared a heart-wrenching story of betrayal and loss, detailing how DNA tests required for a family visa application uncovered a devastating truth: the two children he believed to be his own were not biologically his.
In an anonymous post that has since gone viral, the man explained how he had spent five years tirelessly supporting his family from abroad. He sent regular financial assistance, paid for renovations to their family home, and even contributed to furnishing his in-laws’ house. Throughout this time, he believed he was building a strong foundation for their eventual reunion in Canada.
When the opportunity arose for his wife and children to join him in Canada, he began the immigration process. However, DNA tests, a standard requirement for visa documentation, became a sticking point.
His wife adamantly opposed the tests, dismissing them as “stupid and insulting.” Her strong reaction raised suspicions, prompting the man to proceed with the testing during a visit to Nigeria.
The DNA results confirmed his worst fears: neither the 7-year-old nor the 5-year-old child was his biological offspring. The revelation shattered his world, leaving him grappling with feelings of betrayal, heartbreak, and loss.
In his emotional account, the man recounted the immense sacrifices he made for his family and the deep trust he had in his wife. The betrayal has not only ended their marriage but also left him questioning years of shared memories and experiences.
While his post has sparked widespread sympathy online, it has also reignited debates about the role of trust and transparency in relationships, as well as the emotional and ethical implications of paternity testing.
Below is the full post…..
How I found out my wife’s two kids are not mine
“I left my wife and kids in Nigeria to move to Canada for five years. During that time, I was sending money, renovating our house, and furnishing her parents’ house.
I was also planning to do the same for my parents. Eventually, I got the chance to bring my family to Canada, so I took care of their passports and paperwork, and was waiting for the DNA results. I wasn’t even bothered; I trusted my wife.
We met when I was in school. I remember one weekend when I called her, and she told me she was in church. For some reason, one of my friends drove to my house and invited us both to come over, so we stopped by the church, only to discover that it was locked.
I called her, but her phone was switched off. I kept calling, but she didn’t answer. I even called her classmates, who said they hadn’t heard from her. I became disturbed and asked my friend to drop me off at home, but he insisted that she was safe.
After about three hours, she started calling me. I rushed to pick up the call and asked where she had been. She told me she was at church. I replied that I had been there, and she said, “Oh, they locked the front door; we came in through the back.”
I argued that I heard no sounds. She then said, “If you don’t want to believe me, then that’s on you.” let it slide. We had the normal ups and downs of a relationship until we graduated and got married, eventually having two children.
Now, I find myself deep in thought while I was sending the DNA information for my kids. I came to Nigeria specifically for that purpose. When the topic of DNA came up for the visa application, my wife said she wasn’t going to go because it was stupid and insulting to ask for DNA testing.
She became angry and insulted the whole process. Every time I mentioned the DNA test for our kids, she got very defensive and upset. So, I came down as per the doctor’s orders, got the swab, and travelled.
After two weeks, she didn’t know that was why I had come because I had started to have doubts. The results are out, and the kids are not mine. I have cut off communication and moved to a different state. I have been raising a 7-year-old and a 5-year-old as my own. I am now MIA… and I believe she was sleeping with the choirmaster.”
