"W-What the hell are you talking about? Haven’t I told you already that do not disturb my family just because of your belief?" I tried to bold my voice.
His lips formed a smirk. He slowly stepped closer to me and brought his face close to my ear. I almost fell with his action but he just grabbed me by the waist.
"You are a good model, Jazzie, an actress also. But unfortunately, our son got all my features," he whispered. "I totally believed on your lies. Even though I could almost see my own face in our son, I believed you."
He slightly distanced himself from me but still kept his arm wrapped around my waist. He then stared at me.
"If the DNA test result hadn't come earlier, you might have hidden him again," he said and then lowered his gaze to the suitcases I was carrying.
My face we
