Chapter 199

“Clara.” Ethan finally broke the silence. Clara lifted her head and gave him a look—calm, distant, without a hint of emotion, let alone an intention to speak. He stared at her, eyes fixed like he was trying to see straight through her. She didn’t flinch or avoid his gaze, just sat there, unbothered. “I’m asking you one last time—who’s the father of the baby?” Ethan’s jaw tightened as he practically spat out the words. Clara let out a short laugh, cold and sharp, then said flatly, “We’ve already been over this. I’m not answering.” With that, she lowered her gaze again, clearly done talking. Ethan saw her attitude and let out a low, mocking laugh. The next second, he tossed the file in his hand right at her. The folder skimmed past Clara’s cheek, leaving a thin, stinging cut behind. It burned. She didn’t make a sound. Slowly, she glanced at the document. The bold letters on the paternity test stared up at her. Her face stayed calm, unmoved. Of course Ethan got a test. She wasn’t surprise