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?"

but

you, got you pregnant, and just conveniently forgot?"

but she doesn't cower. Instead, she stares at me, eyes glistening with something

My voice rises, my control slipping. "I would remember if I touched you. I

Silence.

and uneven. Leah looks down at the baby, her fingers brushing over his tiny

drunk, Alex. You barely knew your own name

Drunk.

claws at the edges of my mind, dragging something dark and hazy with it. I drank a lot that one

enough to forget sleeping with someone?

No.

at me that

staring up at me with wide, green eyes.

No.

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

but the shape

Fuck.

cold, unfamiliar fear

is barely above

against my skull as I take a step back,

beneath me.

No.

Not possible.

mine, forcing me to face the one thing I don't

to believe.

towards my desk and

keep my eyes on her as I wait for

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

"Call Quinn."

"For what sir?"

I keep my eyes on Leah who doesn't look the least bothered at

requested for a DNA

so

nods and steps out

the tension in the room thick enough to suffocate. Leah esn't flinch, doesn't protest. She just sits there, calm, too

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