The Love From Vengeance

143 IS IT MINE?

LUKE’S POV

“How are you so sure that this child is mine, huh?” I quizzed Tiffany, and my tone was goddamn serious. Playtime was over.

“I know it’s yours, Luke. I haven’t been with anyone else, since we, you know, split,” she answered firmly.

“But how can you be so sure? We’ve been apart for a while now,” I replied, still not convinced. “And we had sex only this one time. So, how can you be so sure?” “I’m sure, alright. And I won’t abort this baby, no matter what. You have to take responsibility,” Tiffany spoke loudly, I could see hear the anger out of her tone. Oh great. Now I had gotten myself into this goddamn situation. To be honest with myself, I still had doubts about Tiffany’s claim, but I couldn’t ignore the possibility that the child could be mine.

“You can run a DNA test if you want,” she suggested.

“You think I’m going to do that?”

“Of course. Why won’t you?”

“I just need you to be honest with me. Are you really pregnant?”

“What kind of stupid question is that? Of course I’m pregnant. Do you think I’ll just come to you and start making up false stories.”

“Might be possible.” I shrugged.

“Heyy!” She bawled immediately. “What do you take me for? A golddigger?”

“I never said that.”

“But that’s what you meant.”

“Did you come here to argue?”

“I didn’t, but I can see that that’s exactly what you want.”

“Hold on, how did you know I was at the hospital?”

“You’re at the hospital? Doing what?”

“Oh fuck, it’s none of your business. You don’t work in there again?” I gestured toward the hospital not too far from us.

to

be rude. It was

of an

not tolerate these insults anymore.

going to do then? Hit

you’re supposed to be heading

saw your ugly

of correction miss, I am handsome.”

only you were as ugly as your

are you

You considered me to be a trash. You just slept with me

snapped my fingers. “I totally forgot. You

unfriendly look. “I don’t want your money. I just want you to take full responsibility for this child.”

DNA test. But I need some time

“Think about what?”

and you to shut up.”

just

the lady who called

you are one,”

chuckled. “You can start going

fired

stand here at the road

none of

Since you’re carrying

shut up!”

the both of us. “I’ve been

ANDRE’S POV

of sleep slowly ebbing away. The faint chirping of birds outside my window signaled the start of a new day as I blinked my eyes open, hazily

me, and I jolted upright, remembering the important meeting scheduled for today at work. With a sense of urgency, I swung my legs over the side of the bed and planted my feet on the

city waking up below me. The distant hum

to clear the remnants of sleep. The mirror reflected back a slightly disheveled version of myself, my dark hair tousled from sleep. I splashed my face with cold water, feeling the refreshing shock

unruly strands into submission. A quick glance at the

white shirt and a pair of navy blue trousers, the classic choice for an important meeting. As I dressed, I mentally went over