A touch of embarrassment colored Carlos cheeks. Absolutely not.
I offered a sarcastic smile. Its not that Im opposed to responsibility. If the kid is mine, I can compensate Alexandria for any emotional or physical distress with a hefty financial settlement and assets. However, I distinctly remember only being drunk and asleep that night. I have no recollection or sensation of having sx with anyone.
My eyes grew colder. Besides, Im not some naive kid. No matter how drunk I get, I wouldnt experience complete memory loss. I trust my gut, and this situation feels off.
Carlos spoke hurriedly. Youre right, Caleb. My apologies. Ill handle it immediately and inform you as soon as I have the results.
I simply nodded and left without further comment.
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But that wasnt enough. I knew a paternity test alone wouldnt do.
I also discreetly tasked some of my most trusted lieutenants with investigating Alexandria and Neals activities while I was away from the Thorn Edge Pack.
Additionally, I instructed my bodyguards to arrange a separate paternity test, one conducted without Carlos knowledge.
Once everything was in motion, I headed home.
Pulling up to the villa gate, a wave of exhaustion washed over me as I replayed the days events in my head. With a tired sigh, I started towards the second-floor bedroom.
Reaching my door, I hesitated.
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Debra would undoubtedly be furious. Was she asleep? Should I risk waking her? An argument now would surely keep her up all night.
With that thought, I resigned myself to spending the night in the study.
But as I turned to head towards it, a cry broke the silence.
My heart lurched. Fearing the worst, I flung open the door.
Debra, rubbing her sleepy eyes, rose to tend to Abby in her stroller.
I strode over, gently placing a hand on her shoulder. Go back to sleep. Ill take care of her.
Without further delay, I scooped up Abby, skillfully feeding and soothing her until she drifted off to sleep. I then changed her diaper.
With Abby settled, I looked up to find Debra still awake, her eyes fixed on me.
The bedroom grew quiet. We Looked into each others eyes, but neither of us spoke.
I started to form an apology, an explanation, but the words died on my lips. Instead, I murmured softly, You must be exhausted. Sleep. We can talk in the morning.
Her expression remained unreadable. After a pause, she offered a faint nod. You too, get some rest.
With that, Debra closed her eyes and turned away.
I sighed, the sound heavy in the quiet room. Slipping out, I headed to the guest room for a shower before returning to the master bedroom.