81. Results

POPPY:

I was kind of expecting that it was indeed the result, but it was different from hearing it directly in Olivia’s mouth. She was too proud about it, making me feel as if she was better than me, although there was no point in proving it.

I was nothing compared to her. She was an actress. Rich. Talented. You name it. While I was a simple mother who wanted only the best for her child.

“The look on your face says it all. You also know that the child is from Bastian.”

“So what? You’re all talk, Olivia. Give me the papers.” She shoved it on my chest. “How rude.”

Checking, I pulled out the paper inside the envelope and read the contents.

Ninety-point nine percent. The child was Sebastian. He was the father of Olivia’s child.

My knees almost gave out. Not from the shock. But it was more than that.

“See? I have given him a child first. Bastian should be mine.”

I showed her our wedding ring. “Oops. He married me first.”

“I don’t believe the results,” Sebastian exclaimed all of a sudden