Chapter Seventy seven:

Damian hastily unlocked his car and once he was inside, he slammed the door hard, before putting his head on the steering wheel, offloading all the numerous emotions that were bubbling up inside him.

He was deeply hurt, angry, heartbroken and sad. Is this how it was really going to be? Didn't Maya care about him? Did all they share really mean nothing to her? How can she carry another man's child. She didn't even try to explain things to him and assure him the child was his.

Damian yelled loudly and hit his head violently against the steering wheel. After what seems like forever, he heard a gentle knock on the window. He quickly wiped off the tears that were streaming down his face and raised his head to meet Ron's stare.

"What do you want?" Damian asked as soon as he opened the car door. He saw Ron give him a sympathetic look and he unconsciously rolled his eyes.

"I asked you a question," Damian said pulling Ron out it thoughts.

"Why are you doing this to yourself? Why are you tw