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

Derek mused, not wanting to consider the

did not make sense that she had his child, yet they’d been seeing each other for the past three weeks, and not once did she mention it. It did not make sense that she had his

way she stared at him that that was precisely what she was trying

any assumptions, be held her gaze. “Is Samantha mine! Even as he asked, his heart

as

sank into the couch, his face pale and his

have got to be kidding me

under his

I know this may

surprise..

trying to tell me. Evelyn? You expect me to believe di Samantha is my daughter, yet you deliberately kept her away

the sting of her own guilt clawing at her

Derek asked agat, bu

want you in be sorry. Inred an explanation. A good one, damn it! Derek snapped. “Why didn’t you tell me De voire hunter now. I had a right to know about in

Evelyn shaped

Chapter 97

When Evelyn” He asked, standing in front

I could find 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

was to keep it to

has been resolved. I didn’t want to bring my child into this. I thought I’d tell you about it after I’ve cleared my

echoed, incredulous. “Can you hear just how selfish that sounds?” Derek asked, staring at her like he didn’t know

I was going

I was only trying to do what I thought was

being serious” Derek asked when he heard the annoyance in her tone, “What about simple honesty, Evelyn? I’ve been honest and straight with you from the beginning. Not once have I lied or kept secrets

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

handle it. I was scared. And I wanted to proiect Sam and myself. I don’t care if you call that selfish or stupid, but I

free.

“Thave a daughter. Sam is my daughter,” he said as if

daughter! You and me?” He

“We can have a DNA test

felt moments ago was now tangled with shock, disbelief, and something far more profound–a deep ache that

asked his voice hoarse. “I would have been

it. I thought I was doing the right thing, hiding her away

his head, disbelief exched into his features. “You should’ve trusted me. You should have let me protect you both instead of