“Yes, you’re the father. So what? I can raise him alone” I spoke with a calm voice and I saw the way Chris's face turned pale because of what I said.
“Isn’t it unfair? Unfair to both me and my child. Doesn’t he need a father Amelia? You f*****g tell me that” His eyes were filled with tears but didn’t come out.
“Chris, I’m sorry for hurting you but my child doesn’t need a father like you. You have women everywhere so...No. We don’t need you” He watched me for a while and clenched his jaw and fists. Suddenly I felt fear, is he going to hit me?
“You want to die, Amelia? I’ll f*****g kill you if you dare to tell that again. Don’t tell me that you don’t need me. Do you want to live like this? Don’t f*****g give my child this kind of cheap life. He has Winston blood in him” Chris came
