ROMAN’S POV
I don’t usually get important emails on that particular account. To be honest, I hadn’t even logged into it in over a year. I used it back when I had to sign up for online newsletters and subscriptions that I never cared to open. My business email was the one that got all the serious messages the contracts, client deals, and company alerts.
So who could possibly be sending something to this old address now?
I looked deeper and half–distracted as everyone else continued eating. The sound of spoons gently clinking against plates filled the air. But my focus had already shifted somewhere else entirely.
When I tapped the email icon, my attention sharpened the moment I saw the sender: Medigen Hospital.
That name… it made me pause. I hadn’t been there in over two years, not since I did a general check–up and stored my DNA sample for a long–term health profile. It was part of a business insurance package, nothing more.
So why were they contacting me now?
Curiosity took over, and I clicked on the email. My thumb scrolled slowly across the screen. The subject line made my heart skip for a second.
Subject: “Genetic relation detected.”
I frowned immediately.
“Genetic what?” I murmured under my breath, barely moving my lips.
I scrolled down further, reading carefully, line by line:
From: Medigen Diagnostics
Body: “Our system has identified a first–degree paternal relation between your registered DNA profile and a recent pediatric genetic submission.
Match ID: #4421L· Aria Darrow
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Confidence Level: 99.99%.”
My breath hitched.
Wait, what?
For a moment, I blinked at the screen, my brain refusing to register the words staring back at me. Then I read it again, slower this time, each word pressing harder into my chest.
First–degree paternal relation.
99.99%. Parent/child match
My hands froze around the phone. A rush of disbelief washed through me so strong I felt my pulse pounding in my ears.
Maybe it was a mistake, a system error. Something must’ve gotten crossed in their database. But as I stared at that small, glowing screen, the reality of it began to sink in deeper and deeper.
They wouldn’t send something like this unless it was confirmed. Medigen didn’t deal with assumptions; they dealt with verified data, precise to the decimal point.
And that meant only one thing.
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CHAPTER DISA
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My eyes widened, the name echoing in my head like a bell
She sat across from me, carefully scooping rice with her spoon, smiling faintly like she hadn’t a care in the world.
My throat tightened.
I glanced up from my phone, pretending to stay composed as my gaze shifted to her. Her laughter filled the air, light and innocent, completely unaware that the ground beneath my feet had just shifted entirely.
My DNA and hers.
A match.
Does this mean… I’ve been right all along?
I swallowed hard, the air suddenly feeling thicker. My hand tightened around the phone, my knuckles slightly pale. I half expected another message to follow, something to explain or correct it. But no, that was it. Just that one email, simple and clean, yet enough to turn my world upside down.
I tried to calm myself, forcing my expression to stay neutral.
A few minutes earlier, Lauren had mentioned receiving Aria’s DNA test results for school. That’s what triggered this, wasn’t it? The hospital’s automated system must have matched her sample against existing profiles in their records mine being one of
them.
It all made sense now.
That’s why the email came to this old address. That’s the one I’d used when I did the test years ago.
I looked at Aria again. The small curve of her cheek, the way her grey eyes shimmered under the light, the same shade as mine. The same quiet, curious look I’d often seen in the mirror as a boy.
She’s my daughter.
The thought slammed into me like a physical blow. I sat there, frozen, trying to process it.
She’s my daughter. She’s the fruit of what Lauren and I had years ago, the night I’d met Lauren at Daxon’s club, the one I tried so hard to push from memory,
I had a daughter all this time. And Lauren-
Lauren knew.
There’s no way she didn’t know who the father was. She carried that child for nine months, gave birth to her, and raised her. She must’ve looked at Aria every single day and seen me in her face. So why did she hide it? Why did she lie and say the girl was Ethan’s?
I clenched my jaw, anger mixing with confusion.
My gaze drifted toward Lauren. She was sitting beside Tessa, her attention briefly caught in conversation, completely unaware that I now knew the truth she’d been guarding for years.
I tried to hold it in, but my mind wouldn’t quiet. The betrayal stung more than I expected it to. She didn’t just hide it, she let me walk around believing I had no child in this world, all while mine was growing up right under her nose.
Aria giggled at something Tessa said, and the sound pierced straight through my chest. The way I smiled when I first met Aria, the warmth I felt around her, I was just too surprised to clearly notice it because I just found out Lauren had a 4–year–old kid, but now I understood why. Blood recognized blood. I’d felt it long before I even knew.
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CHAPTER 0138
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But now that I did… What was I supposed to do?
Tell them? Reveal everything right here, right now, at the dining table?
No. Not in front of Aria. Not like this. She was too young to understand.
I needed to talk to Lauren first.
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