Although both Connor and Shane were adamant they were not biologically related, Natalie had firmly believed otherwise. Connor had the same features as Shane, like two pies from the same mold. On top of that, she had the surveillance footage which clearly showed that the man who spent the night with her was Shane.
But the shock from the paternity test results left her cold and clammy.
What happened?
Natalie bit her lips in sorrow, her eyes brimming with tears.
If Shane was not the father of my two kids, then who fathered them? Could it really be the old man Jasmine had set me up with?
She was in distress and about to collapse. The world around her seemed to be spinning, and she was about to blackout right then.
Just as she was about to hit the ground, a man in a white robe rushed over and caught her in his arms.
“How are you feeling, Nat?” It was a familiar voice.
Natalie lifted her eyes and exclaimed, “Stanley?”
Am I hallucinating?
“Yes, it’s me. Why are you here, Nat? Are you not feeling well? Why didn’t you go to Jackson’s hospital?” He probed gently, eyes filled with concern.
It puzzled him that she did not go there for a medical consultation since Jackson was Shane’s only friend.
Natalie shook her head and confessed, “I don’t feel like going there. Besides, I wasn’t sick; I was just here…”
She looked down at the paternity result slip and could not continue with her explanation.
“Can I take a look?” Curiosity briefly flickered in Stanley’s eyes. He looked at the papers she was holding and wondered what left her so emotional.
Natalie nodded and handed the test result to him.
He took a glance at it and was surprised. “Paternity test? With Mr. Shane?”
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