Broken Dreams Stories

Chapter 97

velyn words seemed to suck the air out of the room. For a moment, Derek just stared at her, his expression unreadable, as if trying to process what she had just said. The silence stretched between them, thick with tension.

Finally, Evelyn spoke again after gathering her thoughts, “Earlier, you asked me why I waited six years to return. It was because I found out I was pregnant

“You found out you were pregnant!” His voice was a low rasp,

Evelyn nodded, her throat tight. “Yes. I found out I was pregnant. So, I didn’t want to return, considering how I left things,” Evelyn said, watching him and waiting for his reartion.

he processed what she had just said. “Is this what you were going to tell me earlier?” He asked, and when she

Derek was silent for a moment as be nodded, he sighed.

It made sense that she had been resisting his advances this whole time because she had a child for Michael and probably didn’t know how to tell

him about it.

He could also guess that she had kept it away from him because she didn’t ward Michael to know about his child, and she probably feared that he would tell Michael if she told him. And she was telling him now because she believed she could trust him

I’m sorry, I know I should have told.”

At the same time. Derek spoke. “That is why you’ve been turning me down this whole time, asn’t it?” He asked in a tone that suggested that he had figured out everything and he understood.

Evelyn stared at him in confusion, wondering what he was talking about, “What are you talking about?”

“I mean Michael’s child. I would have been more understanding if you had told me from the start. And I can assure you that I don’t care that you have a child for him. It doesn’t change how I feel about you.”

“Samantha is not Michael’s daughter.” Evelyn cur in immediately.

“But you said.

“Yes. She is mine, but she is not Michael’s,” she said and then paused to let her words sink in.

Derek frowned, “If the child is not for Michael, then whose trailed off, when he remembered that when she had told him earlier about what happened between her and Michael, she had told him that Michael was her first love and he, Derek, was the only other guy she had been with after

Michael.

No way. There was no way Ex daughter

for him, Derek mused, not wanting to consider

for the past three weeks, and not once did she mention it. It did not make sense that she had his child yet had been resisting

at he didn’t want to believe it, he could tell from the way she stared at him that that was precisely

held her gaze. “Is Samantha

swallowed as

staggered backward as if the ground had been ripped out from under him. He sank into the couch, his face pale and his hands trembling slightly as he tried to wrap his mind around

have got to

under

sorry, Derek. I know this may come

surprise..

me to believe di Samantha is my daughter, yet you deliberately kept her away from me this whole! Wait, did you

of her

Derek asked agat, bu

snapped. “Why didn’t you tell me De voire hunter now. I had

Evelyn shaped her voice

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in front of her and

be interested in co–parenting. But then I saw you and realized you were Michael’s cousin. What was I supposed to do? How was I supposed to tell you that our reckless encounter, which was

do was to keep it to yourself?”

all, the mess has been resolved. I didn’t want to bring my child into this. I thought I’d tell you

you hear just how selfish that sounds?” Derek asked, staring at her like

I was going

I was only trying to do what I thought was best for us all. What the could I have done?” She asked feeling frustrated and

I’ve been honest and straight with you from the beginning. Not once have I lied or kept secrets from you! That is the same thing I expected from you. Plain honesty! Do you have

who had messed up. Evelyn took

sorry. Derek. I know I should have told you about her sooner, but I wasn’t in the right space of mind to handle it. I was scared. And I wanted to proiect Sam and myself. I don’t care if you call that

free.

back to her and rested his forehead on the wall. “Thave a daughter. Sam is

we have a daughter! You and me?” He

can have a

moments ago was now tangled with shock, disbelief, and something far more profound–a deep ache that he had missed our on the first

voice hoarse. “I would

at her eyes. “I know that now. But back then, I couldn’t see it. I thought I was doing the right thing, hiding

shook his head, disbelief exched into his features. “You should’ve trusted me. You should have let