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Chapter 48: The Father of My Child

作者: Pinky
last update publish date: 2026-06-18 20:37:54

“Get out of here, David.”

The words came out sharp, laced with a desperate fury as I tried to mask the sudden tremor in my hands. “I don’t care what you have to say. I don’t fucking believe a single word coming out of your mouth.”

I turned my back on him immediately. I couldn’t let him see my face. I couldn’t let him see the exact moment the final pillar of my composure crumbled. Deep down, I already knew. I had spent the last twenty-four hours drowning in the agonizing intuition that Harold wa
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    When I woke up the next morning, the adrenaline from the previous day had completely evaporated, leaving behind a raw, localized agony.I sat on the edge of the closed toilet seat in the bathroom, carefully dabbing antiseptic over the burn. The skin was beginning to bruise, blistering in angry red patches where the surface layer was starting to peel away.Yesterday, I was so shocked by David’s confession that I barely felt the burn from the hot cappuccino. But now, in the bright morning light, I had to face it. It hurt a lot—a sharp, throbbing pain that reminded me how quickly my life had fallen apart.I was focusing entirely on my own skin, trying to blink through the pain, when a large pair of hands suddenly mirrored my movements from behind.“Sandra, let me.”I flinched.Harold was standing right behind me, his voice a low, heavy rumble. He reached down, gently trying to take the antiseptic bottle from my fingers. “I want to know what happened. Please, just let me help you treat th

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    “Get away from her!”The sharp command sliced through the tense air as my security detail immediately scrambled into formation. “You are not allowed to step a foot closer to her! Turn around and walk away, or we will—”Before the guards sent to accompany and protect me could even finish their threat, I raised my hand, cutting them off. “Wait for me here,” I told them, my voice surprisingly steady despite the tremor in my chest. “I will speak with him. Give us thirty minutes only, and don’t you dare tell Harold about this.”The guards looked at me, completely bewildered. I could see the hesitation in their eyes, the silent argument passing between them, but I simply shook my head to signal that my decision was final. Turning my back on them, I walked past David.I could feel the heavy weight of his gaze burning into my back as I stepped ahead. “Follow me,” I muttered, keeping my eyes fixed forward. “If you want to talk, then let’s do it somewhere private. But I expect you to maintain a

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