He Tampered With It

Jason's POV.

Camile and I were both seated in a coffee shop downtown away from prying eyes with the DNA result in hand. The DNA results had finally come and I had invited him out somewhere far from home so we could open it together privately. The last thing I needed was for the press and paparazzi to start chasing us around.

I had seen the result in my office. At first I didn't want to come to Camille but then I had to let him know.

He'd just opened the Milan envelope that contained the results in front of me. It wasn't the first time I was seeing this type of his expression but for some reason, he looked like he'd swallowed lime juice unknowingly as he looked less than pleased about whatever he was seeing.

"What the fuck is this?" He barked.

I had wanted him to check it out first before I told him what I saw. His reactions were exactly what I expected it to be because that was my reaction also.

"This!" He threw the paper at me.

"It doesn't match!" He said impatiently.

I looked