Madam Winters’s Fight For Her Children novel Chapter 302

Chapter 302

He was not a man who was used to running away from problems.

He had only postponed it repeatedly because he had not figured out how to tell her yet.

But now that this woman had brought it up, he had to clear things up with her.

“Dewis George and Harold’s mother,” Duke said in a low voice.

Adina clenched her fingers.

Although she had learned that truth a long time ago, her heart still sank when she heard it from this man.

She curled her lips, feigning aloofness, and let out a faint smile. “No wonder Harold likes me so much. It turns out that I am her aunt. The children should be considered cousins. No wonder they can get along well.” Her tone was relaxed. However, Duke could hear a faint hint of sarcasm in it. He stared at her and said, enunciating each word, “Five years ago, Trent got me drunk. He sent a woman into my room. I slept with Dew while I was blacked out. After that night, I tried to find her, but it was as if she had disappeared off the face of the earth. It wasn’t until eight months later that she showed up at the door of our villa with her two children in her arms. That’s how I found out that I have two sons.”

He explained everything that happened five years ago in a few words.

Adina felt a thin rope wrapped around her heart. Every word this man said was like an additional force pulling on the thin rope, gradually tightening the rope around her heart. The feeling of suffocation spread throughout her guts little by little.

She did not even understand why she would feel such emotion.

Why did it bother her so much about that night from five years ago? What did the past between this man and Dew have to do with her? “You don’t have to explain this to me,” Adina spoke slowly in monotone. “I suddenly feel a little unwell. Is it okay if I go home now?” She headed toward the exit of the kitchen as she said that.

Duke reached out and grabbed her wrist.

When she saw his face, Adina thought of Dew.

This was Dew’s son!

No matter how much Harold loathed Dew, it would not change the fact that they were bound by blood!

After such a thought emerged in her mind, she moved uncontrollably to the side to avoid him. Harold missed and fell on his back on the ground,

**Sob. Auntie Adina, why didn’t you catch me? My butt hurts. Can you help me up?”

The little guy sat on the carpet and stretched out both his arms.