74. Breaking The News

Alina’s Pov

I was given no choice. Like every time. Theodore explained in detail the consequences if I wouldn't move in with him since practically, I was his employee who signed her own death certificate in the name of a contract. Plus, the very employee was also the mother of his undeniable son. I mean, I knew no one would believe he wasn't his. But it was worth a try.

Plus, the pressure of the conversation that had to unfold between me and my son about who his dad was nailing down on my head for the last few hours. I sighed, gazing out of the window from the guest room of his mansion I was currently in when a knock was heard on the door. “Come in.”

Asher came barreling in through the door, jumping on the bed instantly, taking a spot beside me as Theodore entered behind him, pushing a trolly full of food. “Look mummy, we made dinner for you. Uncle Theodore said you need healthy food since you are sick. I did most of the job cooking. He only helped a little,” Asher spoke proudly, cro