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Have a child for him

Author: Belle
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-10 15:19:07

THIRD POV

Ella threw her purse angrily at the ground as she walked into her home, an angry screech escaping her mouth.

Margaret didn't throw a tantrum, she couldn't. Her mind was not working properly at the moment.

She sat down on the couch, as silent as a corpse. She felt so light headed suddenly, like she was going to pass out. She had to hold her head, a weak moan escaping her mouth.

Jacob was just as stunned, nothing made sense to him but what even made him more confused was the fact that she had a daughter. How? When did she have the chance to remarry and give birth to a child that grown?

The only two things that came to his mind was either she was cheating on him when they were married or... The child was his.

He refused to believe the latter even though that was what was on his mind, it kept pestering him.

"How the hell is any of this possible?" Ella was the first to speak up. She was never one to hide her discontent. "I don't understand, none of it makes sense to me. How
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    She seemed like she was lost in her thoughts for a moment. Her eyes wandered around the room as if searching for answers to a question that was asked only in her head. Then she suddenly glared at me, flames burning in her eyes as rage made her clench her fist. "Whatever it is you are trying to achieve, just forget it. Whatever is running through your head right now, it's too late for any of that. "I'm in the wrong?" She scoffed a laugh with a roll of her eyes. "Hey, she isn't just your mother, she is my mother too. She gave birth to me so I have equal rights to her like you do–" "Equal? Is this what you call equal? Taking her away from me is what you call equal?" I squinted my eyes, trying to see the sense behind her words. She let out a laugh filled with so much scorn and evil. "Hey, open your eyes, will you? Take her away from you? I did no such thing. She threw you away with her own hands because you were a cheap knock off of the useless man she gave her heart to at first–"Ang

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