chapter 22-great fall

**Dafoe**

"Why do you want the child terminated?" I threw the question at him immediately we were out of May's listening ears.

"I can't accept another man's child." He answered nonchalantly to my question, my brows furrowed.

"And what makes you think it is?"

"You ain't asking me that, are you?" He howled Stalking close to me,"You and I knew very well the damages my ex did on me,"

"But it isn't permanent,"I sighed," you still have chances of birthing a child."

I watched him tried to control his anger but fail woefully ,

"Ten percent, ten percent chance only, is it the chance you're talking about Dafoe!" Benson paused, chuckling dryly,"I fuvking have ten percent of birthing a child out of hundred and you asshole stood before me to tell me a fucked up cramp of having a chance; wait:" he laughed,"are you tryna mock me or side for your lover May , by telling me that she is fucking pregnant for me?"

"No, no! Don't say that, I'm not saying that either, but there are chances she might, you can