Christian stood there, staring at Emma, and immediately knew he had said the wrong thing. He didn’t even need to think twice.Her eyes said it all. The way she looked at him, her lips pressed tightly together, her hands curling into fists at her sides—it was all too clear. He had crossed a line, again.Shit.He cursed silently. He opened his mouth to take it back, to explain himself, but Emma didn’t give him a chance.“Christian… maybe we should give each other some space and cool off. I just… I need to be alone right now.”Her hand gently slipped away from his grasp. Christian watched her turn around and walk away without looking back. She went straight to her apartment, shutting the door behind her.Christian stayed there, frozen, staring at the closed door. A small part of him believed he was right. He had every reason to be angry, but the bigger part of him... felt he was wrong. Maybe he had pushed too hard."Damn it," Christian muttered, running a frustrated hand through his hair
“What’s going on here?” Christian asked, his eyes moving from Emma to David, who were still locked in an embrace that looked a little too intimate.Emma quickly pulled back, her heart racing. She walked towards Christian, her lips parting to speak, “Christian…”But Christian didn’t wait to hear what she had to say. His hard gaze was fixed on David as he walked past Emma, heading straight to him.Christian stood just a few inches from David, his jaw clenched, his eyes full of fury. His voice dropped to a low, warning, dangerous tone.“You are really testing my patience, David… you’re really trying so hard.”David didn’t flinch. His face stayed calm, his body relaxed. He didn’t even blink, let alone feel threatened by Christian’s words. He simply stood tall, meeting Christian’s glare head-on.Emma rushed forward and stepped between them, spreading her hands to stop things from getting worse.Her voice trembled slightly, but she spoke firmly. “Christian… it’s not what you think. David wa
David woke up before dawn, his head throbbing painfully. He shut his eyes, and winced as he sat up slowly, rubbing his temples.His throat was dry, and the events from the night before felt like a fog. He had gotten home late after hanging out with Max and Felix, thinking it would distract him. But now, he felt worse.Dragging himself out of bed, David went to the bathroom cabinet and grabbed some aspirin. He swallowed two pills with a glass of water and returned to his bed. He lay back, hoping the headache would ease. Instead, his mind started racing.The events of the past week flooded his thoughts again. The paternity test. Allison. Henry. All of it. He let out a breath and stared at the ceiling.He couldn’t continue living like this anymore. It felt like someone had pressed the pause button on his life.But that had to end.Henry was his son. At least, that matter had been settled. No more running in circles over it. Although, he still felt like Allison was hiding something. He c
Allison sat on the couch, her eyes fixed on the television in front of her, but her mind was somewhere else. She didn't even know the name of the show playing on the screen.The actors in the show moved and spoke, and scenes changed, but Allison didn’t even react. She couldn’t remember when she had switched on the TV or how long she’d been sitting there.Her mind and body felt tired and weak. In just one week, she had lost so much weight, and it showed. Her once glowing face now looked pale. The dark circles under her eyes gave her a haunted look. Her hair, always neatly styled, was tied in a messy knot.She hadn't heard from David since the day he walked out on her at his office. Not a call. Not a message. Nothing.She felt trapped, caught in a storm of waiting and fear. Her mind replayed every moment of their last conversation, the anger in his eyes, the sharpness and warning in his voice. That silence from him was the worst kind of punishment.Of course, she had taken her mother’s
It was late afternoon when David pulled into the parking lot of Dr. Hughes' private hospital.He stepped out, walked slowly into the building, and headed to the familiar office where Dr. Hughes waited.When Hughes saw David enter, he looked up from the file he was reading."David, you're welcome. I've been expecting you," he said with a small nod, already reaching into his drawer.Without another word, he pulled out a sealed envelope and handed it to him.David took it with both hands. He knew deep down that this envelope was going to change everything, and he was ready. He opened it slowly.His eyes scanned the paper. A mix of letters, medical terms, and percentages. And then—His heart skipped a beat.He froze.Dr. Hughes noticed the look on David's face."What is it?" he asked, concerned.David didn't say a word. He silently just handed the paper to him.Hughes read through the document, then looked up with a small smile."Congratulations," he said. "Henry is your son."But David
Allison stared at David in disbelief. Her lips parted, but no words came out. She felt like the walls of the office were closing in on her. Her heart pounded loudly in her chest, and for a moment, she couldn't breathe."What... what did you just say?" she whispered.David's eyes were cold, sharp, and filled with anger. He didn't repeat himself. He simply walked a little closer, his steps slow and heavy, like each one was weighed down with rage.Allison quickly shook off the shock and tried to compose herself. She forced a small, shaky laugh."What kind of nonsense is that, David? How could you say something so cruel to me? To question if Henry is your son? Have you lost your mind?!"But David wasn’t moved. He had seen the look on her face when he said those words—the way her eyes widened in horror, the way her body froze. That reaction said it all. And now, her attempt to cover it up with anger only confirmed his growing suspicion."I heard you," he said quietly.Allison blinked. "Wha