Betrayed by the Father Reborn in His Rival's Arms novel Chapter 313

Liliana didn't beat around the bush and spoke directly, "The baby in my belly is yours."

Alastair was momentarily stunned, his mind flashing back to his brief affair with Liliana. He genuinely hadn't planned on it; he had just gone into his room at the old estate to rest, only to find Liliana lying there. And of course, that time...

Alastair had thoroughly enjoyed himself.

He could tell that Liliana had found her release, too.

So when Liliana dropped the bombshell just now, he didn't feel repulsed.

But now she was claiming the baby was his.

Honestly, Alastair had already forgotten about Liliana. Although she was beautiful and untouched at the time, he had been with far too many women to let one leave a lasting impression.

It wasn't until she brought up the baby that he seriously had to retrace his memories of that day.

He hadn't realized it until he thought about it, but it truly had been about four months ago, and Liliana's figure perfectly matched that timeline.

Given the baby's age, it really could be his.

Alastair frowned, pulled out a cigarette, took a drag, and stared at Liliana with a calculating gaze. "That shouldn't be possible, right? Didn't you say the baby was Lucius's? And from what I can tell, he firmly believed it, otherwise he wouldn't have married you."

Liliana burst into tears. "Only I know the truth about whose child this is. I remember you took me three times that day, and we never used protection. Afterward, I didn't take any pills either. I had caused such a scene at the Whitman house that I was worried Lucius would resent me, so I slipped him something, hoping to seduce him and mend our relationship. Who knew I gave him too much? He couldn't even perform and didn't touch me at all. Later, I found out I was pregnant. Alastair, this baby is truly yours."

Liliana understood his implication, and the memory agonized her.

That day, manipulated by hormones and drugs, she had been treated as nothing more than a cheap outlet, only to be berated by those very men.

Feeling utterly humiliated, Liliana had risked the potential harm to her unborn child and undergone a local reconstructive procedure.

She had received meticulous medical touch-ups, and she could clearly feel that things were much tighter than before.

Liliana answered, "You misunderstand, Alastair. I'm really not what they think I am. It was all because of my pregnancy. As long as I get past the first trimester, that condition goes away. The doctor explained the science behind it—it was a hormonal imbalance, but now it's slowly returning to normal.

"Alastair, you have to believe me. After all these years, dealing with so many people and situations both abroad and at home, I always guarded my virtue. I'm not the kind of woman who sleeps around. I love you, Alastair."