Possessor Of Existence

“Ms. Alfanso might be pregnant,” the doctor said to both the men who had turned into ice in their places. They both couldn't believe what their ears had been hearing, especially Riccardo. His daughter was pregnant? And when he thought about how this might have happened or in precise because of whom this might have happened, Riccardo's jaw clenched.

He snapped his head in his direction and found his eyes were on his daughter. He was looking at Flora with a visibly startled reaction on his face which made Riccardo grit his teeth. How fucking dared he do this to his daughter? The father inside Riccardo was burning in pure rage. At that moment, he wanted to kill him for going nearer to his daughter to such an extent.

“Ms. Alfanso,” the doctor's voice took Riccardo out of his evil thoughts of killing that man brutally because of whom his daughter had conceived.

Tilting his head, he looked down at Flora and found her slowly opening her eyes. Riccardo felt relieved, seeing his child waking