ZAIN POV
“Daddy can Nita be my mummy please?”
Those words kept repeating in my mind over and over again.
My blood began to boil in so much anger.
I hit the table with my two fists.
“Kinn who taught you that?” I asked my son, who began to look scared.
“No-o-o o-ne d-a-ddy.” he stuttered.
“You are lying to me.” I said angrily.
Then I turned to look at Anita, who looked like she was shocked. Definitely, she is just pretending.
“It is you who feeds my son with such thoughts, right?” I said to her.
“Me? What do you mean by it is me? I was equally shocked when he said that. I don’t know what you are talking about. Keep me out of this.” she said.
“I know you are the son who told him to say that. Do you think it would make me accept you?” I let out a dry laugh.
“You must be stupid t
