Five Lost Angels: My Husband's Fatal Deception novel Chapter 94

“No!

You are lying!”

I shot up and snatched that envelope from his hand, my body was rocked by the sheer force of shock.

Blinking rapidly, I tried to read the report. Leo’s claim was shining as the morning sun there.

“99.9 percent matched DNA!”

My hand flew to my face, covering my mouth in a reflexive gesture, I took a step back.

“No!

It can’t be the truth!”

Luckily, Bright and Henry came on time with Jane’s breakfast. They took us out to keep my daughter safe from this drama.

“Jane is sleeping. Can’t you be more considerate, Leo?”

Bright hissed at Leo, but he didn’t mind it, smiling victoriously.

“Oops!

I was so excited that it didn’t cross my mind. But I am Jane’s real father, she must know this truth.”

Bright called off his bluff, asking him to wait.

“We have sent the samples to the other laboratories for DNA tests as well. Let all the reports come, then we will draw conclusions after matching their results.”

“You don’t trust me?”

Leo gasped, pointing his finger at Bright.

“You guys think that I will make a fake report to steal someone else’s child? How can you accuse me like this?”

Leo was dejected to learn about our master stroke. Henry handed him the report and spoke curtly.

“After everything you have done, we can’t expect any good from you, Leo. You aren’t a trustworthy person to begin with.”

Leo argued with Henry to prove his pure intentions, but the ringtone of the cell phones halted him in his tracks. Henry and Bright’s mobiles rang at once. They both picked up the calls and looked at each other, activating a red alert in my mind.

We were happy, a perfect family where a kind and a loving man like Bright was my life partner. Then how?

How could I accept that everything was a lie, a dream house built on false information?

The volcano of fears erupted in my chest, burning me with its molten lava as my terrified gaze fell on Leo, I couldn’t think straight.

What was I supposed to do now?

Congratulate my trash ex for this absurd accomplishment?

Or welcome him into our lives as a father figure after he didn’t accept my first child despite marriage?

This report wasn’t just a revelation, but a lethal chemical chain reaction, which would surely end in our destruction. The heart-rendering memories of my past refreshed the lacerations of my soul, bringing tears to my eyes. I felt like the same traumatized Laura, who had just stepped out of an abusive marriage five years ago.

I fell back, losing my footing, tears streamed down my cheeks in despair.

“Why?

Why is this happening to me?”