Mrs. Wilson went back to wait for Sharon outside the operating room. She was worried about leaving the little girl all alone.

As for Shane, Jackson, and Connor, they stayed outside the testing lab to wait for the test results.

Connor spoke up. “The first time I saw Daddy, I realized we looked very similar and suspected he was my birth father. That's why I plucked two strands of his hair and sent them for a DNA paternity test with a strand of my own.”

“Was that during the first time I visited your apartment? The time you pulled my hair with your toy?” Shane glanced at the boy.

Connor looked embarrassed as he gave a small nod. “Uh-huh. I'm sorry, Daddy. I just wanted to-”

“It's fine,” Shane reassured him, patting his head. “But the results showed that I'm not your birth father, didn't they?”

“Yeah. After that, I stop believing that you're my birth father anymore.”

Shane pursed his lips and admitted, “I've done the DNA paternity test twice as well.”

Blinking at him, Connor responded, “I know that. I overheard the argument between you and Mommy the other time. You said you'd done the test twice before, but both the results came back negative.”

“That's right. Not only did the test results say that you're not my biological son, but it showed Sharon isn't my biological daughter either.” Shane narrowed his eyes as he explained that.

Indeed, he had done the test twice before, and both tests had proven that he was not the birth father of Connor and Sharon.

Yet, the hospital was now telling him there was a high possibility that Sharon was his biological daughter.

That could only mean one thing. It means all three DNA paternity tests that had been done previously were questionable.

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