JANE
His words stung, so much that I felt tears welling up in my eyes. I'd told myself I would never let him see my tears but I couldn't help it as he said nothing but the truth.
No matter how bitter it was, no matter how hard I didn't want to admit it, the harsh truth was that my baby was indeed a bastard.
I didn't know how I would ever explain it to my baby in the future that I didn't know his or her father because I had a one-night stand with a stranger. A careless one-night stand.
"Hurts eh?" The doctor snickered. He appeared to be deriving joy in my misery.
I fought to control my tears, wiping them away defiantly as I glared at him. "Who said my baby is a bastard?" I snapped furiously.
"Oh?" He lifted a brow, an amusing expression on his face. "Is it not?"
I gritted my teeth, a
