Chapter 11

Wilhelm’s POV

“I’ve brought your son here, Mr. Wilhelm,” Jamie, my closest confidant and bodyguard said.

My train of thought was completely derailed when I heard someone coo from behind Jamie. He took a step aside, providing me with the opportunity to glance over his shoulder. My eyes fixated on Dr. Miller’s grim expression as she held a bundle of blankets, a small head peeking out from the crumpled folds.

As I remained speechless, my gaze focused solely on the baby in Dr. Miller’s arms. “He’s done well during the flight,” Jamie added.

The baby fussed and made small movements with his tiny arms before stretching, as if he had been in that position for the longest time. Then, he opened his eyes. I felt like I was completely shattered inside.

“He has the color of his mother’s eyes,” I remarked with disdain.

“The rest is already your features, sir,” Jamie added, perhaps to put out the rage of emotions that had been going on inside of me.

I stared at the child, an empty feeling residin