#Chapter 150: You Are The Father

Lucian’s POV “It’s not possible,” I said. Mom pressed her lips hard together before asking me slowly, “Are you sure? The boy especially looks just like you.” “A coincidence,” I said. It had to be. Because if it wasn’t, that meant that the night of pleasure I had shared with Aria a few months before the divorce hadn’t been a dream. And if that was true, that meant that the deadbeat father I’d been accusing of neglecting his children, all this time, had been me. That night… Sheila had been making impossible demands and I was so tired of them, I needed a release. I had never been a big drinker, only drinking socially and never in excess. But that night had been different. The drinks went down smooth, one after the other, and the more I forgot Sheila and the other stressors in my life, the more I remembered – and lusted for – my wife. Everything had seemed so simple in those drunken moments. I’d gone home, went straight to Aria’s room, and climbed into bed with her. I rem