“You will never understand Marc, will you?” I said wearily. I focussed my attention back on my cooking and flipped the eggs. “It doesn’t matter whatever, I say or do, you will always think the worst of me. there has never been a doubt about the father of my child as I had never allowed anyone to make love to me other than you.” I was so annoyed with the way his thought process went and there was no point explaining anything to him as he would make his own conclusion.

“And you allowed me to think that the child was Taylor's! How dare you, Carmen !” I could see...