With that said Robert turned and made his way to the door. But I said something that dragged back his attention.

“So it’s okay for Scarlett to be pregnant with your child but not me?” I asked with painful tears that hurt my eyes streaming down my face.

“What did you just say?” He turned and asked, his brows knitting in sharply like he didn’t hear me correctly.

Trying to maintain a tough demeanour, I vigorously wiped the tears off my face and tried to blink away my tears.

I looked at him directly in the eyes. “I know everything. From how you got her pregnant and have been sleeping...