The question hit Anna like a slap. Her eyes flew open, her breath catching in her throat as she stared at Vincenzo in shock.
For a moment, she couldn’t move or think, her mind struggling to process what Vincenzo had just asked her.
She shifted her gaze from Vincenzo to the doctor for a moment, then returned her gaze to Vincenzo.
In that instant, it all clicked.
The doctor must have told Vincenzo. That was the only way he could have known she was pregnant.
“Who is the father of your child?” Vincenzo asked again, his eyes fixed on her.
“Which child?” Anna replied, her voice unsteady as she tried to pretend she didn’t understand what he meant.
“Don’t play dumb with me,” Vincenzo said, his tone hardening as he took a step closer.
“There’s no child in my womb,” Anna said, turning her
