Eva struggled desperately to break free from Daniel's embrace.
Seeing the lingering marks of intimacy on his lips, she was overwhelmed with both embarrassment and anger. Without thinking, she raised her hand and slapped him across the face.
Slap!
The sharp crack of the slap seemed to shatter everything she had once hoped for from him.
The red imprint of her hand was clearly visible on his handsome face.
"Someone like you doesn't deserve to be Victoria's father!" she snapped, her voice trembling with indignation.
Her words cut deep, and Daniel's expression darkened with a dangerous intensity.
Through clenched teeth, he growled, "Who, then? Alexander? Or... Ethan?"
Eva's face drained of color.
She stared at him in shock. His eyes burned with jealousy, and a chill ran down her spine.
