"She looks so much like me, how can you say that?" Clark said assertively, his gaze filled with tender affection as he looked at Lily.
"She is not your child, she’s mine with someone else," Amy replied expressionlessly.
Clark was visibly shaken.
He suddenly realized he had overlooked something crucial.
Even if Lily was Amy's child, she might not necessarily be his. She could be another man's!
The thought hit him like a wave of anger and overwhelming sorrow, leaving him momentarily speechless.
His face remained sorrowful.
Lily watched him, a flicker of pity rising in her heart but quickly suppressed.
Growing up without a father, she had always been curious about who her father was. Before coming to Portswood, she had already guessed his identity. However, knowing how much pain
