Isabella said, her eyes flickering with triumph. I'm pregnant, and Alexander is the father. She handed them the ultrasound report, her expression a mix of satisfaction and malice. The report clearly states that Alexander is the father of my unborn child.
Shock washed over Sophie like a cold wave crashing onto the shore. She looked at Alexander, who stood frozen, his face pale as he processed the information.
What? he finally managed to say, disbelief coloring his voice. This can't be happening. Isabella, you are lying . There's no way I could be the father.
Oh, but the doctors don't lie, Isabella purred, her smile broadening. And now it's up to you both to decide how you want to handle this Little surprise.
Tension crackled in the room, heavy and oppressive, as Sophie and Alexander exchanged a look filled with confusion and anger. The laughter and happiness they had built felt like it was crumbling away in an instant.
Sophie's fingers trembled as she reached for the report, Reading the words in disbelief. This isn't possible! she said, her voice rising. You're lying!
Isabella stepped closer, her confidence unwavering. I'm not lying, Sophie.
I have a proof, and now everyone will know. This is just the beginning. Isabella's eyes sparkled with a twisted mix of satisfaction and malice, clearly relishing the chaos she had unleashed.
Sophie felt the ground beneath her shift, her heart pounding wildly in her chest. You're trying to ruin our lives, and for what? Because you're bitter about losing Alexander?
Isabella laughed softly, a chilling sound that echoed in the room. It's not just about losing him, sweetheart. It's about making sure you understand that I'm not going away. You thought you could just happily ride off into the sunset with my former fiance? Think again.
Alexander stepped forward, trying to regain control over the situation. This is insane, Isabella. You can't honestly expect us to believe this. You're playing games, and we're not going to fall for it.
She folded her arms, her expression unfazed. Call it what you will, but the truth stands. You have two choices, Alexander. You can publicly acknowledge your role in this, or you can hide like a coward. Either way, I win.
The door slammed behind Isabella as she left, leaving Sophie and Alexander in stunned silence. Sophie was shaking, her heart racing with anger and disbelief.
I can't believe she did this, Sophie said, her voice trembling. This is all so messed up. How could she even think she could get away with such a lie?
Sophie question Alexander is she saying the truth about you being the father of her unborn child, did you really cheat on me with her ?
Alexander ran a hand through his hair, pacing the living room in agitation. I don't know how to process this. It feels like she's attacking our lives directly, and I don't know what to do to stop her.This is not true.
I want to trust you Alexander, Sophie said.
It means we need to get to the bottom of this, Alexander said, determination flashing in his eyes. We need to confront the doctors, we need to verify this report—and we need to stay united. I won't let her tear us apart.
I believe you, Sophie said quickly, stepping closer. But I need to know that we can handle whatever happens next. You have to promise me that you are being honest to me..
Of course I'm, he replied, taking her hands firmly in his. You're my wife. We are a team. No matter what Isabella throws our way, we'll find a way to beat her.
The next morning, they found themselves sitting in a sterile office, waiting for the doctor to arrive. The atmosphere felt heavy, and every tick of the clock seemed to amplify their anxiety.
When the doctor entered, he greeted them with a warm smile that faltered as he assessed their tense expressions. What can I help you with today?
We need to discuss the report that Isabella Mitchell brought in, Sophie said, her voice steady despite the turmoil inside her. We want to verify whether she's truly pregnant and what the results of the tests indicate.
The doctor nodded, understanding the urgency. I can confirm the pregnancy, but I cannot disclose any private information without the patient's consent.
Alexander leaned forward, concern in his eyes. But if she's claiming that I'm the father, shouldn't I be involved in the process? We're facing serious accusations here.
What I can do, the doctor responded calmly, is schedule additional tests. DNA testing, if needed, can provide clarity, but it will require cooperation from Isabella.
Then let's do that, Sophie said, her voice determined. We need confirmation if she's telling the truth or lying.
After leaving the doctor's office, Sophie and Alexander returned home, wrapped in a cloud of uncertainty. That evening, they tried to relax by watching a movie, but the tension lingered like an unwelcome guest.
I hate that she's affecting our life like this, Alexander said, frustration creeping into his voice as the movie blurred into the background.
Sophie felt a heavy feeling in her stomach as she and Alexander called Isabella. The air between them was tense, and every moment felt harder because they didn't know what would happen.
When Isabella answered, she sounded arrogant. What do you want?
We want to set up a DNA test, Alexander said firmly. I need to clear my name he said.
There was a pause, and then Isabella laughed on the phone, sounding mocking. Well, that's a surprise. You want to take responsibility? Fine, I'll agree to it. Just remember, this is about what's best for our baby.
Weeks went by, and the day of the DNA test finally came. Sophie and Alexander sat in the waiting room, holding hands tightly, both feeling anxious. Finally, the doctor came in with a file and a serious look on his face.
Thank you for waiting. I have the results of the DNA test, he said in a calm voice. Alexander, the test shows that you are the biological father of Isabella's child.
Sophie felt her world fall apart. The doctor's words echoed in her mind, and each one hurt. She couldn't breathe and struggled to understand what was happening.
What? she gasped, looking at Alexander, who also looked shocked.
I can't believe this, she whispered, feeling disbelief and betrayal. Isabella was right all along?
this is just 2 months after our wedding. and another woman is already carrying your child, how could you hurt me so badly.
Alexander stammered, his face showing desperation.
Don't. Just don't, Sophie interrupted, her voice filled with anger and heartbreak. You told me many times that you loved me and she could never come between us. How could you let this happen?
Wait! Sophie, please listen. There's more to this story, Alexander begged, reaching for her hand.
She moved away, unable to face him. You think I can just ignore this? You're going to be a father to her child, I can't believe this is happening!
Just as Sophie battled her emotions, Isabella walked into the waiting room, looking very confident and happy. She had a big smile, and it hurt Sophie to see her so pleased.
Well, well, well. What do we have here? Isabella said with a smug tone. Looks like someone's going to be a daddy.
"yes you are right, you finally got what you have always wanted 'right, Sophie said angrily..
On the contrary, I know exactly what I'm doing, Isabella replied, her smile getting bigger. And I expect both of you to understand my position.
Alexander, if you don't accept me as the mother of your child, I will take you to court. The world will know you didn't just betray your wife, but you will also pay for the pain I am going true, after saying that she left the hospital.
Sophie turned to Alexander, her eyes full in tears..
With a heavy heart, Alexander finally said, Sophie, it was a mistake.
Tears flowed down Sophie's cheeks as she tried to understand the terrible truth. That sounds like an excuse, she whispered, her voice shaking with disbelief.