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

have a child for him, Derek mused, not wanting to consider the possibility that Samantha

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

from the way

to make any assumptions, be held her gaze.

as

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

to

under his

Derek. I know this may come

surprise..

kept her away from me this whole! Wait, did

the sting of her own guilt

Derek asked agat, bu

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

was going in” Evelyn

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asked, standing in front of her

you and maybe check if you’d 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 proposed by me, resulted in pregnancy!” She

was to keep it

all, the mess has been resolved. I didn’t want to

cleared your name?” Derek echoed, incredulous. “Can you hear just how selfish that sounds?” Derek asked,

I was going

before your Mom came in. I was only trying to do what I thought was best for us all.

honesty, Evelyn? I’ve been honest and straight with you from the beginning. Not once have I lied or kept

annoyed when she was the one who had messed up. Evelyn took a deep breath and

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 selfish or

free.

to her and rested his forehead on the wall. “Thave a daughter. Sam is my daughter,” he said as if saying the words

a daughter! You and me?” He asked, turning to look

“We can have

staring at the floor, his mind reeling. He didn’t know what to say or how to react. The anger he had felt moments ago was now tangled with shock, disbelief, and something far more profound–a deep ache that he

he asked his voice hoarse.

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

his features. “You should’ve trusted me. You should have