Chapter 41
PATRICIA
I don’t know if I was imagining this or if Logan was really at my door with my son?
1 quickly grabbed Andreas from him and took him in my arms, then almost shut the door. I say almost as he held it back.
“Can I come in!”
“Thank you,” he said, letting himself in.
I stood frozen as I calmed my heart down: Logan had seen my son, I’m sure he knew he was his because of their resemblance.
Taking calming breaths, I turned and saw that Logan had made himself comfortable on the sofa as he even crossed his legs.
“Get your tablet and play a game,” I told Andreas, who, without a word or even a nod, walked to his bed and got his tablet, then, after unlocking it, he started playing his game. My eyes then turned toward Logan, who was staring at him with an expression I couldn’t read.
“You need to leave.”
-so this is it?”
“Logan-
“You left because you were pregnant.”
“W–what?”
“Oh, don’t try to act sman, Patricia; you’ve been caught.” He said, standing up, which made me swallow hard before clearing my throat and telling him I didn’t know what he was talking about.
“I don’t know how you found me or why you’re here, but trust me, Andreas is not your son. I left because we got divorced because you proposed to-
“Irene, really?”
“I didn’t file for the divorce, Patricia.
“You suggested it, and I was just helping you Leave my room now, or I’ll have security throw you out” I threatened; I really tried to sound sane and normal when inside I was scared. I couldn’t imagine losing my son to him; he didn’t deserve to be in his life.
“Okay, first of all, I’m not scared of security, I know the owner, and they know better than to mess with me. And second, I’m not leaving till 1 hear the truth, but don’t worry, if you don’t want to say it, then we have DNA to help-”
-Wait, are you serious right now?” I laughed, “You want to have a DNA test done on another man’s child? Despicable!”
“Yes, because I’m a hundred percent sure he is my son; he has my eyes, nose-
Which is normal.”
“Normal if you weren’t any wife fust
“Okay, I’m not doing this with you. I refuse to play this stupid game with you.”
“It’s my son we are talking about, Patricia. This is not a game, and trust me if you don’t willingly agree to the DNA-
“What will you do? Drag me and my son there? Gosh, you keep forgetting I’m not the same Patricia that you took advantage of….” I stopped as he pulled out his phone.
“Yes, my ex–wife.” I heard him say; his eyes were on me, so I tried to put it together. “You heard me right. I said my ex–wife is back with a son whom I believe is mine. I mean, you should see him, he has all the good features just like me. I want a DNA test done, but since his mother is being difficult, we have to file a paternity lawsuit.” He said, making me gasp, pretending to be in shock.
He was still on the call while I ran my hands into my hair. I don’t even know why I didn’t call security on him. I mean, I knew one day I would have to face him, but I didn’t expect the day to be today. But after what happened last night, I was still trying to recover from the
Chapter 47
break–in
Since we never thought Logan would ever know about Andreas, Richard never adopted Andreas; he was his son and his name was on his legal documents. We thought that’s all that mattered, but now seeing this, if the court grants Logan the paternity test, then he would know he is his son, and I knew from there he could fight for custody or maybe visitation rights, which I didn’t want. I mean, yes, Logan was the father, but with what he made me go through, no, I wasn’t going to allow it.
I was about to speak when the door flew open and there another uninvited guest walked in.
“Irene?” Logan seemed shocked to see her too.
“I was following you, you forgot your suit jacket only for you to drive here. Oh, I knew it” She said, turning to me. “Its her right. She’s who’s that boy? Oh my god, she was pregnant!!” Irene was shocked, probably by the way Andreas looked; now, like I told you, Andreas was Logan’s copy: maybe this was the curse for keeping it from Logan. “That’s why she came back!”
“I didn’t come back for that, and no, my son is not Logan’s; I’m married.”
“Wow, great” she sounded relieved, then turning to Logan, she spoke, “You heard her, it’s not your son: let’s go.
“Irene-
“I didn’t say it, Logan: she said it, the boy is her husband’s
“You know that’s not true.
“Well, a mother knows the father of her child; if she’s saying it, then I’m sorry. but it must be the truth”
“He’s my son. He called me pappa”
“He obviously mistook you for his father. I mean, look at him; he’s just four, What does he know?” I said but immediately regretted mentioning his age, as he used that saying. I left four years ago.
“I already contacted my lawyer Patricia; you know he’s my son.” Okay, this was far from the reaction Lexpected from Logan, I don’t know why he sounded like he wanted to be in Andreas life.
Again, I was out of words when Richard appeared, and of course, he was confused about what they were doing here.
“My husband lost his mind; he thinks your son is his, but probably-
“Shut up, Irene!” Logan yelled at her, which shocked me, as this was the first time he had ever raised his voice at her. Wow, I didn’t know so much could change in just four years. “You and you have no say in this matter. Patricia knows he’s my son, and it will be proven soon. He said, but Richard wasn’t intimidated; instead, he sounded confident, telling him how looks could be coincidental, and then he asked them to leave. Of course, he at first refused until Richard threatened to call the police on them.
They gave in. Logan promising to meet me at the hospital for the test or in court if I refused; Richard slammed the door in their faces, and sure they left, he came to me and took me in his arms as I almost fainted.
“I’m here, he won’t take him from you, I promise.” He said as I muttered that Logan was going to take my son from test, it would be obvious that it would come out positive, so since I kept him from him, he might request that he get full custody of the
I mean, with the boy. I mean, what will I do then when that happens?
And most importantly, how will I tell Andreas that Richard was not his father, that Logan was!
Thinking of Andreas, 1 quickly turned to the bed where he was seated, hoping the game distracted him, so he didn’t hear a thing even when I doubted it, but when my eyes landed on the bed, I panicked as he wasn’t there.
My son was once again not on his bed
