After Isabella asks that question, looking at him with a huge expression of despair and at the same time of pain, Christian hurries to answer.

"No, no Bella, nobody raped you," he says firmly, still looking into Isabella's beautiful and fearful eyes. "That child you're expecting is mine."

"Yours? Don't deceive me, Chris, I know very well you can't have children!" Isabella asserts.

"I couldn't," he affirms as he stands up again, leaving Isabella confused by his words.

Christian takes another yellow envelope and returns to the bed where Isabella has sat up, intrigued. He hands her the results of the tests he had done to see if his sperm...