It meant absolutely nothing!
If only Serenity hadnât fixated on it, she could have been a devoted wife to Darwin, and Leonel would have had no lingering ties with her.
Leonelâs stare was intense, with a hint of barely noticeable disdain.
Serenity caught that subtle nuance.
She chuckled softly, a bitter tone underscoring her resentment.
âLeonel, youâve already figured out whose child this is, havenât you?â
Leonel sneered coldly.
âDoes it concern me?â
With that, he headed toward the door, ready to leave.
Knowing Serenity since their youth, he once thought of her as pure and sweet, but now she seemed more like a vicious serpent.
Leonel had no intention of getting entangled in her affairs.
As he reached for the door handle, Serenityâs shattered voice broke the silence.
âThe child is your fatherâs!â
As she uttered these words, her chest heaved violently.
Her voice, hoarse, continued, âLeonel, you must take responsibility!â
Leonelâs gaze dropped, and he stared at his hand on the doorknob, his veins pulsating with intense anger.
After a prolonged silence, he restrained his voice.
âSerenity! Did you even bother finding out who my father is before making this decision? Iâve severed ties with him.
Waylen is my father now.
â
âThatâs impossible!â Panic filled Serenityâs voice.
She refused to accept that this was all in vain.
But Leonel had no intention of prolonging the confrontation.
After a momentary distraction, he opened the door, only to be abruptly pulled into a hug.
âLeonel, please donât leave!
Think about the child growing in my womb, carrying your blood.
Canât you sense it? Maybe a healthy boy or a sweet little girl, Leonelâ¦
Canât we raise the child together?â
She even guided his hand to her belly.
Leonel recoiled as if electrocuted, yanking his hand away sharply.
Through gritted teeth, he exclaimed, âSerenity, have you no shame?