Jason’s POV
The evidence was here, plain and clear. Science didn’t lie. It didn’t have the same emotions as people to get in the way. In science, answers were yes and no. In this case, there could be no question.
Ava wasn’t my daughter.
Again and again, the realization echoed in my mind, ringing like the sound of a gong.
Shock kept me frozen, but as I thawed, my disappointment swelled.
This wasn’t just about Ava.
I already knew that Ava shared the same birthday as my daughter. For Ava to even exist, meant that there was no way Vanessa could be Laila. If she was having Ava, she couldn’t very well be giving birth to my own daughter at the same time.
Unless Laila had been having an affair with William early, right under my nose…
No. That didn’t seem possible.
“You seem disappointed
