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“What do we do then, doc?” Tyler asked anxiously.
“You need to get tested. There’s a high chance one of you has the same blood type as your child and can be a blood donor. In this instance, it’s very likely the parent is the one with the same blood type as the child.”
“I’m not Xander’s biological father,” Tyler murmured, a sense of hopelessness and worry weighing on him.
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NATHALIEâS POV đ-After Tyler and I finished exchanging our usual text messages, I replied to Averyâs messages.'Sorry Ave, if I only texted this morning. Xander and I are fine, donât worry. Iâm also sorry if you postponed your return in Florida because of me. I think I can meet you tomorrow.'She replied, 'You donât have to apologize. At least I have a reason to stay longer in this president suite. HAHAHAHA. My flight to Barcelona is in four days, so I still have plenty of time.'I replied, 'Thanks, Ave.' then I put my phone down on the bed-side.I sprayed alcohol on my hand first then gently woke Xander up.âMy little one, wake up. Itâs breakfast time.âI gently patted his arm.âMy little one, itâs time for us to eat.ââMommy?ââItâs me, My litte one.âHe opened his eyes. He was still blinking and then rubbed his eyes.âOops, my little one,â I gently hold both of his wrists. âYou canât do that.â I said, but I wasnât sure.Iâm not sure if he can wipe his eyes without having washed
NATHALIE’S POV đ-Right as I walked back into the living area, Harrison had sat there, toweling his wet hair.“This is more tiring than I expected.”Besides the kitchen, he cleaned the entire living room, except where Calix slept.After that, he took a shower and used Calix’s clothes.“Here, I prepared something for you.” I put down the chicken sandwich and orange juice. “Sorry this is all I can offer for you.” then sat down.He took the chicken sandwich and his eyes widened at the first bite.“Why? Is the filling spoiled?”Harrison shook his head then drank and swallowed, “It just surprised me how identical this filling is to Auntie Margaret’s. You got exactly the taste of her special recipe.”“Actually, it took me a while to get the same taste as that spread…” and then I told him h
NATHALIE’S POV đ–As I opened the front door, Harrison fixed his gaze on my face, my cheek.“F*cking b*llsh*t! Why is your face that flushed, and what’s this damn wound on your way lips?” His eyes dropped for a moment before he demanded furiously once more. “How come your neck is so red, as if…! Was it Calix who hurt you like this? Where is that son of a bitch? I’m going to f*cking k*ll him!”“Harrison, take it easy with what you say. Someone might hear you,” I reminded him.“I’m going to show them exactly what I’ll do to that damn bastard! Where is that fvcking jerk?!”I didn’t argue anymore and my earthly body was tired.“Come in first.” I said then he entered. &l
NATHALIE’S POV đ–Fear took hold of me so completely I stayed rooted in place.He snatched up the chair he’d just tossed down and bashed it against the fridge.“Calix!” I cried out, torn between alarm and dread.I ran for the kitchen, but the moment I reached the door and gripped the handle, I stood rooted to the spot once more.Calix kicked the ruined chair away and grabbed a new one.I’ve seen him like this before... but this is the first time I’ve seen it personally.Shoving aside my uneasy feelings and fear, I went inside the kitchen.“Calix!”Slamming the chair made me leap with fright and surprise.He dropped the broken chair and turned toward me.
NATHALIEâS POV đââMommy, is Uncle not going to sleep with us?ââHe will, little one. Maybe heâll come here later.ââWhy later, Mommy? Mommy⊠is Uncle mad at me? âCause I didnât say yes to him to sleep in the middle?ââNo, little one. Your Uncle Zander isnât mad at you.ââMommy, he didnât play with me earlier, and he didnât eat with us either. I think heâs mad at me.ââNo, my little oner. The reason isâŠâ I pondered a kind explanation my child could understand.âYour Uncle Zander is having diarrhea. He doesnât want you to smell his fart.âMy son giggled with laughter. âHis fart must be stinky.ââYes, little one. Uncle Zander doesnât want you to smell his fart.âMy son giggled again.âClose your eyes now, little one, sleep well⊠so youâll grow tall before you know it.ââYes, mommy. Good night.ââGood night, my little one.ââMommy, I canât say good night to Uncle.ââIâll tell him you said good night to him.ââThank you, mommy! I love you.ââI love you too, my little one.âThen my son hu
NATHALIE’S POV đ–“What did you just call me? Did you finally get all your memories back?” I asked, barely breathing.He grinned and explained to me how he found out about Brianna’s name.He’s gone to great lengths to hide Brianna; even his cousin hasn’t the slightest notion of anything.“He hasn’t investigats my parents or Veronica yet, because I don’t want them to suspect that I’m looking for answers about what happened between us back then,” he continued. “Harrison and Wallace? I left them out of this. They don’t even have anything to say about me to begin with. They’re furious at me for reasons I don’t understand.”I understand what Harrison and Mr. Wallace are going through.I also don’t blame them for being mad at Calix. Yet they didn’t allow it to damage their friendship.
NATHALIEâS POV-It was already night when we got back from the rest house so we decided to go back to L.A. tomorrow afternoonHarrison carefully gathered Brianna into his arms, her small body limp with sleep. He carried her to our room, our steps soft, and laid her down with infinite gentleness.â
NATHALIEâS POV-Brianna and I are currently cleaning the guest room.Since the vacuum is heavy for her and the floor isnât that dirty, I let her sweep.I didnât actually intend for Brianna to clean anything at all. I noticed she was getting restless earlier while I was organizing and putting thing
NATHALIEâS POV-As he deepened the kiss, his tongue slipped past my lips, exploring my mouth. Slowly, he moved on top of me, his hands caressing my waist, then gently sliding beneath my clothes.The sound of my phoneâs alarm made me smile.Sir Calix pulled away from the kiss, not leaving his posit
NATHALIEâS POV-âBaby...âI didnât continue my question; instead, I hugged her and gently rubbed her back.âNanny Nathalie is always here for you.âShe wrapped her arms around my neck. I allowed her to stay in that position, and after a short while, she released the hug.I examined her face while







