Chapter 85

Damian’s POV

“You’re not the father.” The doctor’s voice kept ringing in my ear and although I was very happy about it, I couldn’t believe it.

I hated the fact that I was made a fool, I harboured her and lost the one I loved the most because of her. I lost everything because a sick psycho woman came to my house one day to announce that she’s carrying my child.

Pacing around the room, I pinched the bridge of my nose as I ran my fingers through my hair and I laughed. Turning to look at Isaac, he tilted his head one side and I laughed again as I made my way to him.

“Did you hear that?” I asked amidst laughter, “did you hear him? I’m not the father of the damn child!” I yelled each word one after the other and Isaac’s eyes went shut.

He knew what usually happens to people who lie to me and I swear that this wouldn’t be different. She had it coming the moment she stepped foot into my eyes.

“Damian.” Isaac called softly when I turned in Lillian’s direction, my face still filled with amuseme