Chapter 435

Chapter 435 "after we broke up, two months later, I realized I was pregnant. I remembered the last time we were together, I had secretly punctured the condom. I thought for sure the child was yours. So, I decided to take the gamble. I carried the baby to term abroad and gave birth after ten months." Cecilia's voice trembled. "But when I looked at the child, I wasn't certain anymore. Because after we split, I was in so much pain I couldn't move on. I gave in to Caius-he had been chasing me for a long time. I only did it to numb the pain.

We used protection, but somehow I still ended up pregnant." Her eyes filled with tears. "So the child is actually Caius. But I never told him the truth. And I never stayed with him. I couldn't let go of you. All I've ever wanted was to be with you, so I resorted to something shameful and desperate." Gideon didn't erupt in fury at the confession. Strangely, what washed over him was relief. It was as if a crushing weight he had carried for years had suddenly slid from his shoulders. But then another thought hit him, and his expression darkened.

"Donovan came to see you back then, didn't he?" "Yes." Cecilia no longer tried to hide it. "He did. I don't even know how he learned about us." Gideon clenched his jaw, his voice low and sharp. "So, he already knew the child wasn't mine?" ---- Cecilia hesitated, faltering for several seconds before she finally nodded. "Yes. When he came to me, I told him the baby wasn't yours, that I might lose you. And then he-"" "Finish it!" Gideon barked. "He knew how badly I wanted you back. And he wanted Giselle back.

To stop you from marrying her, he came up with a plan." "What plan?" Gideon's rage flared again. "You know his connections. He dealt with hospital administrators all the time, had strings to pull. He told me to show up with the baby. And when you asked for a paternity test, he already had people forge a fake report." The words sent Gideon over the edge. His face twisted, his fists tightening until the veins stood out. He had long since known that Donovan had orchestrated the whole setup.

But now, faced with the truth that the child wasn't his, and hearing every sordid detail laid out by Cecilia, he felt the sting of humiliation all over again, sharper than ever. That sense of betrayal , that choking unwillingness , spread through every nerve, every vein, until it consumed him. With a roar, Gideon drove his fist into one of the stone columns in the hall. His skin split, blood streamed down his knuckles, but he felt no pain, only the searing weight of hatred and humiliation. Just two more days, and he would have married Giselle.

But at ---- that crucial moment, Donovan had resorted to such vile trickery. Happiness that had been within his grasp was ripped away by that shameless man. From then on, his life had collapsed into shadow, leaving him neither fully alive nor entirely dead, his soul hollowed out, never able to return to what once was. As these thoughts raged through him, a dangerous light flickered in Gideon's eyes.