The Love From Vengeance

Chapter 143

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.

I used to work at, you

be rude. It was just a simple

out of an

insults anymore.

to do

sighed. “Don’t you have somewhere you’re supposed to be heading to this morning?”

saw

miss, I am handsome.”

were as

are you so mad?”

dumped me Luke. You considered me to be a

my fingers. “I

don’t want your money. I just want you to take full responsibility for

But I need some time

“Think about what?”

know, and you

just too rude.”

lady who called me a dirtbag.”

you are one,” she retorted.

“You can start

you go!” She fired back

stand here at the

of your

you’re carrying

shut up!”

to the both of us. “I’ve been

ANDRE’S POV

above my head, feeling the stiffness of sleep slowly ebbing away. The faint chirping of birds outside my

of urgency, I swung my legs over the side of the bed and planted my feet on the cool wooden floor, shivering slightly at the sudden

city waking up below me. The distant hum of traffic began to grow louder, mingling with the early morning bustle of a city on the

The mirror reflected back a slightly disheveled version of myself, my dark hair tousled from sleep.

tame the unruly strands into submission. A quick glance at the clock told me I was running behind schedule, and I hurriedly moved to my closet

navy blue trousers, the classic choice for an important meeting. As I dressed, I mentally went over the key points I needed to discuss, preparing myself

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