Chapter 45 Selina's Not Mine

"You're leaving?" Rowan Blackwood suddenly didn't want Nolan Duvall to go. The feeling was strange—conflicted, even. He knew the DNA results weren't back yet, but somewhere deep in his heart, he already believed this boy was his son. Otherwise, why would the kid treat him with such coldness? Only by holding onto that belief could his heart find peace, could the guilt and regret inside him ease, just a little. Nolan glanced at the coat in Rowan's hand—so he was leaving too. He gave a quiet nod. Reese Blackwood came running out of the room, calling, "Nolan, you'll come see me tomorrow, right?" Then he saw Rowan standing there and instantly stiffened. "Dad." Reese quickly straightened up, standing like a proper little gentleman. Seeing this, Nolan murmured, "Be kinder to your son. If you're going to be someone's dad, at least act like one." Then he turned and walked away. Rowan froze—had this brat just lectured him? Was it really okay for a four-year-old to talk like a grumpy old man? "Go