"Dylan, don't you believe me? You said it yourself, you know your own child, right? Do you really think of me that way?" Eliana questioned.

"Weren't those your words? Are you trying to deny them?" Dylan angrily grabbed Eliana's arm. For a moment, he seemed as if he wanted to tear her apart.

"Do you believe others over me? Why don't you ask your own mother what she did to me?"

"What did you say?"

"You Cunninghams are ruthless. If you want me to admit that this child isn't yours, fine... Since all of you say it's not, then it's not! This man is just a one-night stand for me...