“I'm sure you don't know that you can't father a child.” Frederick went silent for a few seconds trying to apprehend what Lucy just said. “You know that brings me to the question, is Brielle really your child or another lost kid who thinks she has found a home with you.” Frederick was too stunned to say a word.“Lucy, are you playing with me.” “Oh no, Mr.Davies news flash you can't father a child. You. Are. Impotent.” She spelled it out for him. His world collapsed. “You know I tried many times to get pregnant by you, but it wasn't working, and I was left with no other choice than you find out whose fault it is, but I doubted it was my fault, knowing how fertile I am. As suspected it was your fault, you were impotent, I couldn't bring myself to tell you, because that would make you disregard me, I had to push my way into your life.”“I'm impotent.” He said not believing it, everything was just happening too fast, finding out that he wasn't the father to the children he had adored

“I'm confused, I don't know which one to believe, the card or him.” She threw the card away on the floor.“I will have someone look into it.” He made a call to a certain person asking them to look into the card. Brielle stared at the card on the floor, with the name Christain inscribed on it. She picked up her phone to call him, but it entered voicemail. “He will get back to us in a few minutes.” Frederick said sitting beside her. They stayed in silence for a few minutes before Frederick’s phone rang again.“What did you find?”“I sent the details to your phone.” He disconnected the call immediately. He looked at the details that were sent to him, with a picture attached. He handed the phone over to Brielle. She scrolled through the phone over the description, her eyes widened when she saw the picture attached to it.“This is not adding up at all, the card is real, did he lie to me about his name.” “So it's him?”“Yes.”“I think you should call him, he might have a logical explanat

He took another step closer to her, trapping her in her car, before she could comprehend what happening his face was touching hers, and she felt weak in her knees. She fought the will to let him or push him. It was a hard decision for her to make, she didn't know what was wrong with her. When his lips were an inch closer to hers, she moved her face away from hers. “Don’t do this please.” He took a step back immediately. “I'm sorry.” He apologized.“You don't need to, good night.” She hopped into her car and drove off without sparing him a second glance. “Shit.” He muttered kicking the tyre of the nearest car to him. Brielle ran to her room immediately she came back, ignoring her father in the living room. “What happened, who is after you?”“I was stupid.” “What do you mean?”“I don't know what’s wrong with me, I was just feeling weak, I wanted it, he made me feel butterflies, Dad I can't explain.” She looked up from her finger to her Dad and saw him smiling.“Dad I'm serious.”

“When are you returning?” George asked Brielle on the phone.“I will check with my schedule and know.” “You sound pretty busy.” “Not really, just occupied with some important task at the meeting moment.”They chatted for a few minutes before disconnecting. “I think you can go“When are you returning?” George asked Brielle on the phone.“I will check with my schedule and know.” “You sound pretty busy.” “Not really, just occupied with some important task at the meeting moment.”They chatted for a few minutes before disconnecting. “I think you can go back now.”“Dad, are you chasing me?”“No, you are the one using to hide from your feelings.”“I'm not hiding from it.” “Then you tell him about it.” “It's not easy, the way our relationship started off, it's not any normal relationship.”“You can make a change to it.”“No, it would seem awkward.” “What do you mean, you rather keep your feelings than tell him about it.”“If there is one thing I'm sure of, I'm not the only one feelin

Brielle woke up all sore, she felt a heavy hand draped around her waist, she noticed George stir, and she closed her eyes again. She missed his touch the seconds he removed his hand from her waist, but she refused to open her eyes. “When will you be tired of pretending?” She closed her eyes tight, she felt him peck her on her lips, he lingered on her lips for quite a time.“Get off me.” She jerked up from the bed, pushing his chest.“I thought that's what you wanted.” He smirked, and she rolled her eyes at him. She tried to get down from the bed, but her legs betrayed her, and her thighs were hurting. She knew she needed his help to get to the toilet, but she was hesitant to ask him.“Do you need my help?”“You wish, I could get there by myself.”“Are you sure, 'cause I thought I heard you hiss?”“Quite well, thanks.”He turned and continued working with his laptop. “I thought you wanted to leave the room.”“You want me gone?”“No, yes.” She answered confused, as she couldn't bear t