'Andrew pov' Fucking shit! I can't believe I have a son. We are currently driving towards her house. I know it was my fault that I left. But at least she could have tried and find me. And Genevra how dare she. That bitch! She knew all about this. She knew I had a son and she didn't tell me. The whole ride Simone was silent. It was getting on my nerves. Parking my car infront of her house. I heaved a sigh and stepped out of the car without waiting for Simone. And walked to her front door. Simone just took her time to walk toward her door. "I'm short in patience at this moment, Simone!" I stated grimly. I'm excited at this moment but at the same time I fear that my son wouldn't like me. I hope he likes me. Then she walked faster. She smiled. I am confused how Simone's mood switch swiftly from melancholy, to fear to happiness.