Vivian’s POV
My heart raced, almost bursting from my chest, as my blood felt like it was flowing backward. Faced with Dominic Blackwood's aggressive demeanor, I suddenly smiled and said, "Dominic, he is your son." Dominic Blackwood suddenly gripped my chin tightly, his eyes filled with cold fury. "Do you think I'm easy to fool, or do you believe you deserve to bear the heir of the Blackwood family?" My heart felt like it had been stabbed again. Dominic always knew how to hit me where it hurt. He had never cared for me, so he would never let me get pregnant. Every time we were together, he took all the necessary precautions. Margaret Blackwood had also secretly added excessive saffron to my soups to prevent me from conceiving. Dominic likely knew about this, and his silence was a tacit app
