Chapter 72

1032words2026-01-19 05:37

I looked into his brown eyes with contempt. "Jamaica is not your child, and where she is, is none of your business." Why was she his child all of a sudden? He never wanted her. He still didn't want her. He just wanted me to suffer.

"Not my child?" he laughed. "I remembered the day you told me you were pregnant." So did I and you called me a whore.

"You denied being the father, and as it turns out, you weren't." I lied.

He laughed, "I know she's mine."

"She's not. Valdo, my husband, is her father." He knew Valdo, and I had gotten married, so I didn't pretend otherwise.

He chuckled, "He must be nuts to marry a whore like you. Does he know that Jamaica isn't his?"

"Jamaica is very much Valdo's child, and a DNA could easily prove that." I was never a good liar, but I prayed to God William was taking the bait.

He took a step closer to me, and I finched, "Stop lying. I know she is mine."

"She isn't." I denied it.

"She is!" he shouted.

I shook my head, "She isn't, William. I cheated on you with Valdo. When you denied being her father, I went back over the dates we had sex and realised could have never been yours and when I told Valdo I was pregnant, he moved me to New York."

"I don't believe you."

"Then don't. Jamaica is Valdo's child."

He shook, "I want a DNA test done."

I shook my head, "No."

"Yes!" he shouted. "The only way I'm going to believe that she isn't mine is through a DNA Test."

I took a deep breath and looked at him with venom in my eyes, "Fine. Let's get a DNA test done. You choose the doctor and the day. We'll be there." I turn to walk away, but he grabbed my hands.

"Don't walk away from me."

I pulled my hands out of his grip, then slapped him across his face. "Don't touch me." My heart was racing a mile a minute. I quickly turned and left before he could get a chance to react.

When I exited the store, Valdo's car was waiting outside. I entered quickly, "Drive." Valdo pressed the gas and got us away in seconds.

I looked at him and smiled. "I slapped him across his face, and it felt great."

Valdo chuckled. "That's my girl. He deserved it. How did it go?"

"I think we're on track. We just have wait on his call to see if he fell for the bait."

"He will."

I looked ahead and mumbled, "Hopefully." If William chose a different doctor, then we were in deep waters.

Valdo removed his right hand from the steering wheel and placed it on my leg. "Everything will be okay. Let's go home to our daughter."

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"Where is the baby?" Valdo said with his hands over his face. "Peek-a-boo." he removed his hands from and looked down at Jamaica. Her eyes were wide open as she watched him make a fool of himself.

I laughed and shook my head, "I think it's going to take more than 'Peek-a-boo to get her smiling."

"She's not crying and so I know I'm entertaining her." I smiled at him as he played with her. He is just a great man. He was playing the role of a father with no hesitation or complaints. He loved her as much as he would have loved his own if he had one. "I'll get her smiling in no time." he looked at me with a smirk on his face, "You know females go wild for these blue eyes."

I laughed, "And I'm here thinking that I was the only girl you cast spells on."

"If it makes you feel any better, your the only girl who has ever mattered." I smiled at him and remained silent.

I suddenly remembered last night's events, and I chuckled, "Did you see the big hickey on my mother's neck last night."

He grinned, "I did. I tried to ignore it, so she didn't feel uncomfortable."

I smiled at his sweetness, "I pointed it out when you guys went to look for blankets."

"Why did you think I suggested them sleeping together in the first place?"

I looked at him, keenly, "Are you trying to play matchmaker?"

He shrugged, "Not at all. They seem to be getting along quite well without our help."

"She says it's nothing."

"He says it's nothing."

Casual sex was common and not much of a big deal these days, but It bothered me that my mother was taking everything with Eric so lightly and quickly. Things could get bad if whatever they were doing didn't work out.

"Stop worrying about them. They are both old enough to make their own decisions."

"I don't want my mom's heart to get broken." she has been through too much already.

"If any one's heart is going to be broken, it's Eric. He's the one trying to seduce her." Last night was evidence that he was succeeding. "Don't overthink about it. They're just having fun," He looked up at me and smirked, "the type of fun we should be having."

I smiled at him, "Yeah, babies can be real cockblockers." Jamaica had woken up from her sleep when we were about to get in the mood. After changing her, we tried to put her back to sleep, but she wasn't having it.

He chuckled, "We'll work around it." he looked down at Jamaica, "Won't we Jelly Bean?" I smiled at her nickname. We barely ever used it.

Jamaica yawned in response. "I think she's hungry now. Breasts or bottle?"

"Bottle. I'll go get it." I walked out of the living room and entered the kitchen. My breast was heavy earlier, so I had to pump some of the milk out and store it in the fridge. I heated the bottle on the stove using a double-boiler method. It usually took around three to five minutes to heat up, so I went back to the living room. I sat in the couch beside Valdo and admired how he looked at Jamaica.