He acted so convincingly. If I hadn’t overheard their conversation at the office just moments ago, I might have actually believed him.
When we arrived at the hospital, Keon’s two brothers and Kizzie were already waiting.
The group eyed me with ill intentions. The two men’s bare, lingering gazes sent shivers down my spine.
Keon pulled me behind him. “They heard you might be pregnant and they came to congratulate you.”
The test was quick and just like my own test, it confirmed it I was pregnant.
Keon held the report, his expression unreadable, but Kizzie’s displeasure was obvious. He looked up at the doctor. “Can we do a paternity test now?”
The doctor glanced between Keon and me several times before replying, “It’s only been three weeks. It’s possible, but generally, we don’t recommend it.”
He interrupted in a low, firm voice, “Then do it. Right now.”
The doctor quickly added, “The only option at this stage is a uterine puncture. It’s harmful to both the mother and the fetus and we can’t use anesthesia—it will be extremely painful. Sir, are you sure you don’t want to reconsider?”
Keon’s brows furrowed, his patience clearly running thin.
"No anesthesia, then. Are you deaf? Do it!"
The doctor turned to me instead.
I forced a bitter smile. “Go ahead.”
The paternity test would take a week. They had already been waiting eagerly for the results any delay would interfere with Kizzie’s auction plans. Why would they care about whether I suffered or not?
In the crowded hospital, people began whispering and pointing at me.
After collecting Keon’s hair sample, the doctor was about to wrap up when Keon dropped another bombshell.
"Take samples from my two brothers as well. Test all of us together."
The crowd erupted instantly.
"What the hell? This woman’s been messing around with three men?!"
"Why else would he bring his newly pregnant wife for a paternity test? He doesn’t even know if it’s his kid!"
"Her husband is tall and handsome, yet she still went out to cheat? If I were him, I’d beat her to death!"
The doctor seemed sympathetic earlier, but he looked at me like I had deceived him now. With no anesthesia, the sharp pain in my abdomen was unbearable. My vision went dark at the edges as hot tears slipped silently down my face.
Clutching the wall for support, I stumbled out of the room.