“Wilson, do you have a son?”
Charlotte watched colour drain completely from Wilson’s face in horror. She knew him. a bit too well at that for her to no longer need even a single word from him to get the answer to her question.
“God.”
The feeling that suddenly overwhelmed her whole body was unexplainable. Never, not even in a million years had she expected things to turn out that way. It made no sense. At least, so she had been telling herself.
She had been receiving those texts for a couple of days now and like an i***t, she initially paid little attention to them. after all, she trusted Wilson. So much she thought him having an affair or keeping a secret so huge like that from her was impossible.
But alas, she was wrong. Wilson was just as the texts described him. he was a liar and a
