Chapter 297

“Fay,” Daniel says, and I hear him take a step closer to me, touching my shoulder. “Who – who is the dad?”

And I spin, yanking my hands away from my face and glaring up at him. “Seriously?” I cry. “You too!?”

“Well –“

“I am not sleeping with anyone except your dad, Daniel!” I shout, exasperated. Seriously, I lose my virginity two months ago and everyone already thinks I’ve got multiple partners? I mean, I guess Janeen would be proud, but –

“He can’t have any more kids, Fay,” Daniel explains, looking at me like I’m stupid.

“Do you two,” I say, looking wide-eyed between them and folding my arms angrily over my chest, “do you seriously keep saying that to me because you think I’m an idiot? That I don’t obviously know this?”

“Well then how –“

“I don’t know, Daniel!” I shout, throwing my hands up, at the end of my rope. “I have no explanations! I am not keeping any secrets! I know what you know! And by the way, we don’t even know if I’m...”

But my words cut off as I realize that I can’t say the word. And my vision flicks back to the little plastic stick, sitting so innocently on the counter.

Holding my entire fate.

“How much longer?” Daniel asks after a moment, and I glance up at him to see him clenching his jaw the same way his dad does when he’s stressed.

“About thirty seconds,” Jerome replies, staring hard at the sink like he can see to the other side of the test through sheer will alone.

“Swear it,” Daniel snaps suddenly, grabbing me by the arm and pulling me a step closer to him so that I’m staring up into his too-serious face. He shakes me a little before saying it again. “Swear it, Fay. That you’ve only slept with him.”

“I swear, Daniel,” I whisper, looking honestly up into his face, hoping he can see it there. “No one else. If this...if there’s a baby...it’s his.”

Daniel looks at me for a long moment before wrapping his other arm around me and hugging me close. “All right,” he says, and I can feel his head nod above me.

“What are we going to do,” I whisper, pressing my face against Daniel’s chest and letting myself shake a little against him.

“We’ll...talk to him,” Daniel says, chagrined. “He’ll want a paternity test – or, I don’t know, something. But he’s going to be pissed,” he sighs. “It’s – it won’t be easy. But we’ll...we’ll figure it out, okay? We’ll take care of you.”

Fall For My Ex's Mafia Father Chapter 0296 And I press my eyes shut and will myself to believe him, even though I know...

That this is not okay. Nothing about it is okay. My entire world just completely exploded in front of me, and even if I’m not pregnant – then what is happening with my body?

My stomach twists then and I go rigid in Daniel’s arms, trying to figure out what’s happening – is this like morning sickness? Or just anxiety? Or did Natalia seriously poison me last night -

Before I can let my mind race in the thousand new directions it wants to go, though, I feel Daniel turn slightly towards Jerome. “How much time is left?”

“Time’s up,” Jerome replies and I pull away from Daniel a little, my breath catching in my throat.

“Seriously?” I ask. How did three minutes go so fast?

Jerome confirms with a terse nod, still staring at the stick.

And then Daniel reaches for it, but I move fast and swat his hand away.

“No,” I say, stepping forward. “This is...this is mine.”

And my best friend hesitates, but he lets me walk to the sink alone, where I pick the little test up.

And flip it over in my hands.