Chapter 1822:
“I do not understand what you mean by that,” she said, her voice clipped and defensive.
Elwood did not flinch. He kept his gaze fixed on her, steady as stone.
“Carola, it seems I need to make myself a bit clearer for you.”
He let the words settle, then delivered the blow.
“Kylee is our daughter. Is that right?”
Carola’s heart twisted violently in her chest, a sudden weight crushing her breath.
Still, she forced herself to hold his gaze.
“What nonsense are you spouting? Kylee is the daughter of Baker and me. She has nothing to do with you.”
Elwood’s stare did not waver.
“Is that so? Then, what if I told you… I have already done a paternity test using the blood samples from Kylee and me. The results do not lie.”
His words struck her like lightning. She felt it physically, a tremor shuddering through her bones.
For a beat, even her breathing stalled, her mind grappling with the shock.
Her eyes flared, red with rage. She snapped, fists clenched at her sides, “Elwood! Who gave you the right to take my daughter’s blood and do a paternity test?”
Elwood was unfazed. He answered, “Because I had to know if she was my daughter. I suspected it before, and now, I am certain. The test confirmed it—Kylee is my daughter. She is ours.”
Carola sat there, her face an impassive mask, but her silence was heavy.
A long, tense quiet hung between them until at last, Carola let out a soft, mirthless chuckle.
“Even if Kylee is your daughter, so what?”
Her voice was razor-sharp.
“Right now, she is my daughter alone. Elwood… you are nothing more than a biological contribution.”
Elwood never looked away from her, not once since he had walked into the room. He watched every nuance of her expression.
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Every flicker of emotion on her face was genuine.
She was not faking this. She was truly shaken.
And he trusted her. He believed that Carola would never lie to him.
A troubled frown creased his forehead.
“Carola… tell me what really happened between us in the past,” he said.
“Why did we break up? You chose to have our child after our breakup, and then you married someone else with the same last name as me. That can’t be a coincidence. You must still have feelings for me. So, why? Why did we part ways? Why didn’t you tell me you were pregnant with my child before?”
Right now, he resented himself for not remembering anything from the past.
Carola’s composure cracked just a fraction when she heard his words. A shadow passed over her eyes, but it was soon gone.
She met his gaze, her chin lifting, her smile cold.
