'If it's not that pretty boy, could it be...me?' Dominick thought. He desperately waited for an answer.
Beside them, Marissa felt her heart leap into her throat. She had a strong feeling that Serena was indeed Dominick's daughter.
In truth, Marissa had suspected this possibility from the very beginning. But back then, her intuition hadn't been as strong, and more importantly, she hadn't wanted to admit it to herself.
When Paisley had flatly denied it, Marissa had chosen to believe her. But now, things seemed different. Marissa was terrified that Paisley, in her agitation, might reveal the truth.
The longing in Dominick's eyes was unmistakable. If Serena truly was his daughter, he would likely remarry Paisley.
'No,' Marissa thought. 'Absolutely not.'
As Marissa's thoughts spiraled into chaos, Paisley's cold voice cut through the air. "Who Rena's father is doesn't matter, but it certainly isn't you."
To completely crush Dominick's suspicions, she continued, "If you don't believe me, you can check for yourself. Rena is Type A."
Paisley had anticipated this moment long ago. When Serena was born, she had taken precautions, secretly arranging to have all of Serena's documentation changed from Type O to Type A.
Paisley's cold and direct denial extinguished the last glimmer of hope in Dominick's eyes. With his Type O and Paisley's Type B, they could never have a child with Type A blood.
'So the child really isn't mine...' Dominick thought. A wave of bitterness washed over his heart—the familiar ache of hope slipping through his fingers once again.
Meanwhile, Marissa finally felt the weight lift from her shoulders.
If Paisley dared to make such a claim, then even if Dominick investigated, the results would only confirm her story. In other words, the child truly wasn't Dominick's.
Without a child binding them together, the chances of their remarriage had significantly diminished.
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