What the heck is this?
I clearly remember that kid has a blood type A. That’s the result I got when I did a paternity test for him and Shane!
Jackson was completely dumbfounded. He blinked his eyes hard and looked at the report again carefully. Yes, it’s Rh-negative. I’m not seeing things.
Jackson’s grip tightened as he tried to process what he was seeing. His heart thumped rapidly in his chest, and the surroundings suddenly became muted.
Connor looks exactly like Shane—this is a fact. If they even have the same blood type, this can only mean one thing!
His frown deepened on his brows, and he sprinted back towards his hospital.
He simply had to get to the bottom of this. Something must have gone wrong when he was doing the test last time. There was no way the test result showed Connor had blood type A unless he got the wrong blood sample.
Once he reached the hospital, he darted towards Jacqueline’s ward and knocked on the door impatiently.
Silas opened the door and greeted him, “Dr. Baker, you’re back.”
But Jackson totally ignored him and pushed his way in. “Shane, I need you here for a moment.”
Beside Jacqueline’s bed, Shane cut off the conversation he had been having with her and stood up, alerted. “What’s the matter?”
“Just come out, right now,” Jackson hurried him as he beckoned Shane over.
Shane left his seat and went over to Jackson.
When he reached the door, Jackson pulled him by his arm out of the ward.
Over on the bed, Jacqueline was clearly annoyed. Not only had Jackson call Shane away abruptly, but he also barged into the room without even acknowledging her.
I can’t believe that’s how he treats me after saying he likes me. How dare he acts as if I’m not even here!
Just wait and see, Jackson Baker. I’ll make sure you regret what you did.
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