Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

Chapter 77

Chapter 77 ~ That night

ALEX

I'm many things, but stupid is not one of them. I also know what it takes to have a

baby, and I've never touched Leah, nor have I ever kissed her.

Is she another liar?

I clench my hands into fists as I step back, feeling disgusted at women's

desperation to have anything.

"Get out of my office." I growl.

"Alex, the child is really yours." She pushes, ignoring my cold glare.

"I've never touched you Leah, it takes semen to knock someone up, and I'd know

if I placed my dick where it shouldn't be." My voice is cold even to my ears.

Leah flinches but maintains her stance. Is she dense or what?

"Remember that night?"

"What night?"

Leah sighs, looking hurt like I just slapped her. She moves behind and takes a seat on the couch.

"Remember that night when you came home so angry, I tried to comfort you with my body. We were in the heat of the moment, and I ended up getting pregnant. I couldn't tell you because Athena had just gotten pregnant too. So I left to give birth abroad."

That's impossible.

My dick has only known and only reacts to Athena. Fuck, even after so many months she's still in my fucking brain, drilling every thought inside me.

I hate her so much.

"I know this is not the best time to give you this news. But I couldn't do this alone. You Know my family's reputation and now everyone is judging me for having a child out of wedlock."

I let out a sharp, humorless laugh. "Your family's reputation? You think I give a damn about that right now?"

winces, but I don't

believe that I slept with you, got you pregnant, and just conveniently forgot?" I step closer, my voice low

she stares at me, eyes glistening with

rises, my control slipping. "I would remember

Silence.

my own breathing, heavy and uneven. Leah looks down at the baby, her fingers

drunk, Alex. You barely knew

Drunk.

dark and hazy

forget sleeping with someone?

No.

screaming at

He's awake now, staring up at me

No.

tightening as he shifts in Leah's arms, his tiny fingers curling

stark contrast to mine and Leah's, but the shape of his nose... the sharpness of

Fuck.

cold, unfamiliar fear

barely above a whisper. "He's

skull as I take

beneath me.

No.

Not possible.

me

to believe.

towards my desk and

my eyes on her as

and he walks in looking from me to Leah, to the baby and

"Call Quinn."

"For what sir?"

DNA test." I keep my eyes on Leah who doesn't look the least bothered

just requested for a DNA

so

and

word, leaving the tension in the room thick enough to suffocate. Leah esn't flinch,

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