Chapter 94Patrick Banks ~•~I could feel the color draining out of my face when Valerie told me the unborn child wasn’t mine. I knew she was just being dishonest, but I still felt bad because she didn’t want anything to have to do with me. Did she hate me so much that she would try to pin my baby on another man? After the doctor told me about the pregnancy because she thought I was her husband, I did all the calculations and figured out that the baby belonged to me. I was also devastated because I saw the baby as a second chance. After Jessica ran away with Noah, I felt this new baby would fill the void that Noah left. But Valerie looked me in the eye and said the child wasn’t mine. The certainty in her voice broke me. I couldn’t wait for the paternity test to be done, so I’d eventually be certain that the baby was actually mine. Jamal couldn’t come back into her life just because she claimed the baby belonged to him. It’ll ruin all the progress I've made in trying to get Valeri
Chapter 93Valerie Will~•~I swallowed hard, ignoring the giant lump that had formed in my throat. “What are you saying, Jamal?” I asked, my hands tightening around the phone. “You heard me loud and clear.” He continued without a trace of warmth in his voice. “You had sex with Patrick too, right?” I closed my eyes briefly, trying to fight back the tears that were threatening to fall down my face. “The child doesn’t belong to Patrick. It’s yours.” He didn’t respond right away. An uncomfortable silence stretched between us. “Jamal, are you still there?” I asked, my voice trembling slightly. “Valerie, I don’t want to have anything to do with you.” He replied, his tone sharp. “If the baby is actually mine, I think you should get rid of it.” Wow. I couldn’t believe Jamal would say something like that to me. Did he really hate me that much? Why would he suggest that I get rid of the baby? My breath caught in my throat and I pulled the phone away slightly, staring at the screen as
Chapter 92Valerie Will~•~[ I just found out that I’m pregnant, please call me back.] After the text was delivered, I stared at Jamal's name on my phone, my fingers hovering around the call button. Different waves of emotions swirled through me — excitement, nervousness, and a hint of guilt. I wasn’t sure how he would react to the news. Or what it would mean for us. Letting out a deep sigh, I finally pressed the call button. The phone rang multiple times but he didn’t respond. My heart sank. Didn’t the text I sent mean anything to him? Just as I was about to drop my phone back on the table, a text came through. My heart raced as I saw it was from Jamal. [ I’m in a meeting. I’ll call you later.] For the first time after I told him about Patrick, he finally responded to my message. Maybe the child was a good thing after all. But as quickly as the hope bubbled up in my chest, doubt came crashing over. What if he was just being polite? What if the child didn’t mean anything to
Chapter 91Valerie Will~•~The sharp scent of disinfectant clawed its way into my senses, jolting me awake. As my eyes fluttered open, I saw myself in an unfamiliar room. How did I end up in the hospital? The last thing I remember was taking Liam downstairs for his birthday breakfast. I glanced around the room, but I didn’t see anybody. I tried to sit upright but was too weak to even move. What was going on? I couldn’t remember the last time I was admitted to the hospital because I barely got sick. “Nurse! Doctor!” I yelled as much as my dry throat would let me. The door opened almost instantly and a nurse rushed into the room. “You’re awake. Don’t move too much. You need to rest.” “Why? What happened to me?” I asked, my voice strained. She pressed a button on the wall. “The doctor will be here to explain everything. Just breathe, okay?” What was there to explain? I was confused about why she couldn’t just say it to me. Where was Liam? I was meant to be celebrating my son’s
Chapter 90Valerie Will~•~“Happy birthday, Liam.” I kissed him on the forehead as he opened his eyes. His lips curled into a small smile and he rubbed his eyes with his hands. “It’s already morning?” He asked, sitting upright on the bed. I nodded, a proud smile registered on my face. “Yes, baby. And it’s your birthday too.” I pulled him into a tight hug. “How does it feel being five?” Liam shrugged. “I don’t know, it feels amazing.” “I’m so proud of you.” I planted another kiss on his forehead. “You’ve grown so big.” It felt so surreal watching him grow — my little boy. I still remember the day he was born. I was alone and didn’t have anybody by my side. I kept the pregnancy a secret from everyone and fled to another city. At some point, I wondered if I had made a mistake by bringing him into a broken family. I thought I wouldn’t be able to raise him properly. But Liam turned out to be great. He was gentle, smart, and curious. He asked too many questions, loved too hard, and
Chapter 89Patrick Banks ~•~The question had knocked the breath out of me. I blinked. “What?” The doctor cleared his throat and gestured to the empty chair opposite him. “Have a seat. You need to look at this.” I sat down and he handed me a file with the test results. I didn’t even know what I was looking at. My mind kept wandering back to his question. “The test results show that you’re AB, and no child of yours can be O.” He explained when he saw how lost I looked. I closed my eyes briefly, dragging a hand down my face. “Are you trying to say Noah isn’t my son?” I asked, exhaling sharply. He nodded. “Yes, sir.” I opened my mouth to say something but no words came out. I couldn’t even think clearly. All I saw were flashes — Noah’s first birthday, the first time he called me Dad, the way Jessica had pushed for his first name to be Banks. How she swore up and down that he was mine. Everything now made sense as to why she didn’t want me to donate my blood. She looked so tense