My Life After I Decided To Conduct A DNA Test on My First Son – part 4
I never said that, I don’t love her, I did, but our marriage wasn’t planned.
She told me she was pregnant and the next thing, marriage.
I tried asking her to abort it, that I wasn’t ready, but she threatened to kill herself and the baby. And that was how I forced myself and made up my mind to marry her.
As my first son, I expected Henry to bear some of my attributes, some of my behaviour, some of my features, and some of my likes and dislikes, but none is found in him. He is very different.
So the next day, I met with my brother who also agreed with me that my wife had played a fast one on me.
He said, he had been looking at Henry with one kind eye and that his spirit kept telling him that, he is not his brother’s son. That he can’t be my son.
He even said that, people have been gossiping about it, but he doesn’t know how to come forward to tell me about it, to avoid creating misunderstandings between us
And my conviction kept getting stronger.
My elder brother has never been wrong in anything. He has a very strong sense of deciphering something that is not right.
So I asked him the best approach to take, because asking her verbally may not force the truth out of her mouth.
I will discuss the issue with Hyacinth, I believe he will have the best idea on how to go about this.
That woman must leave for bringing another man’s son into our family.
“And I’m suspecting he is still in contact with the child’s father. Don’t you see how she dress? She doesn’t dress like a married woman and her way is not pure. I tried opening your eyes, but what did you do? You saw me as the enemy, who is pocknosing into your family. I’m happy your eyes have cleared now.” my brother said
And my anger kept fuelling.
He wasn’t wrong. There are some behaviours Prisca exhibits that seemed not pure.
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