Irresistible Boss Succumbing to Your Touch (Maria Anita) novel Chapter 547

Manuela’s POV

Flavian entered the room looking like he had just returned from battle. His eyes were tired, and he seemed dejected. I was worried about him; whatever he had heard during that phone call surely wasn't good. I ran to him and hugged him, desperate to know if he was okay.

"More or less, little one. Let's sit down, I need to tell you all something," Flavian led me to the sofa and began speaking in a solemn voice. "My friend who's helping me investigate this whole situation called me. They arrested Gisele, and all evidence indicates she was the one who delivered your first wife's baby, Orlando."

"That's good news, isn't it?" Cam asked uncertainly.

"Yes, it is." Flavian gave a weak smile.

"But how can we be sure this woman is the one the maid called that day?" My father seemed uncertain.

"My friend is at the police station where she's being held, he's going to talk to her," Flavian explained.

"And what's the problem, Flavian?" My father wanted to know, as it was clear there was something more.

"This woman was arrested for running an illegal clinic where she performed abortions. Orlando, I was married, I've been divorced for a long time, but I just found out that my ex-wife had three abortions with this Gisele while we were married. That was a blow for me," Flavian explained, eyes downcast.

"I'm sorry, Flavian. Cam had already told me you were divorced. I'm sorry that woman did this to you. I know how hard it is to lose a child without having the chance to meet them," my father simply said. My eyes were wide with surprise, and I couldn't even speak.

"Thank you. My friend will contact us as soon as he manages to talk to this woman, so we have to wait," Flavian explained.

"Well, if we have to wait, how about we take a walk? That way you can clear your head a bit," Olivia suggested, and my father liked the idea, agreeing immediately.

Flavian and I decided not to go out. I wanted to finish reading the diary, and Flavian was still overwhelmed. Olivia left, taking my father and brother with her.

"Big guy," I called to Flavian, who got up from the armchair and sat next to me on the couch, pulling me onto his lap. "You're not okay."

"No, I'm not," he replied, looking at me with anguish in his eyes. "I've always wanted to be a father, little one, and she kept telling me she wanted kids but didn't know why she couldn't get pregnant. But she had three abortions. I just don't understand it."

"Do you still want to be a father?" I was afraid of the answer, but I needed to know.

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