Zenia's POV

I was searching for my cellphone but, everywhere I looked, it wasn't in sight.

Where did I put it?

While I searched my suitcases, a knock came on the bedroom door.

"Come in," I gestured.

"Hey, what are you looking for?"

"My cellphone. I left it somewhere in here before I fell asleep."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure Anton. And what was all that with your father? Why did you just blurt out my pregnancy like that and claim the baby as your own? We never spoke about that, so why would you do that?"

I was somewhat angry that he did so without my knowing....