Chapter 235 The Paternity Test
Helen’s smile froze on her face. She stood there, stunned, utterly speechless.
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Seeing her silent, Teresa continued, her tone calm but firm. “This isn’t personal, Helen. If it were any other woman–any woman at all–getting pregnant before marrying Linden, we’d still need to run a paternity
test.”
Of course, that wasn’t entirely true. If it had been someone like Caroline–a decent, trustworthy girl–she wouldn’t have insisted on a test.
But Helen? Helen was cunning. Calculating. Helen was definitely not the honest type. Just to be safe, Teresa felt the test was necessary.
Teresa had seen too many stories in the news: families raising children for years, only to find out through some twist of fate that the child wasn’t biologically theirs.
She wasn’t about to let that happen in her family.
Helen glanced at Linden, hoping he would step in and defend her, but he had just left the house.
Biting her lip, Helen finally said, “I heard tho hurt my baby.”
tests could cause a miscarriage. I won’t do it. Please don’t
It wasn’t really the miscarriage she feared–what scared her most was the truth. She wasn’t sure whose baby it was, and she didn’t want to know either.
Teresa’s expression darkened, but she continued to persuade Helen. “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure you’re well taken care of. As long as your body’s in excellent shape, there’s nothing to worry about.”
Then, not giving Helen another chance to protest, she stood up. “I have to head out. You should get some rest. If you need anything, just call the maid.”
As her footsteps faded, so did the warmth on Helen’s face. Her expression turned dark and cold.
She’d stay here, enjoy being pampered, sure–but there was no way she was taking that test.
Just as she was nibbling on a piece of fruit the maid had prepared, she heard the sound of a car outside.
Could it be Linden?
Helen turned toward the front yard. Sure enough–it was him.
She immediately jumped up and rushed outside.
rn blaring
Linden’s face tensed when he saw her, alarm flashing in his eyes. “Helen, you’re still in the early stages of pregnancy. The pregnancy isn’t stable yet. You shouldn’t be running around like that. What if something happens?”
Helen pouted, her tone full of resentment. “Maybe that’d be for the best. It’s not like any of you really want this baby anyway.”
Her face crumpled with hurt, and as she spoke, tears spilled down her cheeks.
Linden frowned and asked, “What are you talking about? We all love this baby. We’re thrilled; we’d never not
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want it.
She wiped at her tears with the back of her hand. “Your mom said you’re not just some ordinary family. She insists I take a paternity test. But do you even understand how much harm it would cause me and the baby The test could hurt my child. I don’t care about the suffering I have to go through, but this could kill my baby!”
Linden looked shocked. He knew his mother had always wanted a grandchild–she never stopped reminding him to settle down and start a family.
And now that the baby was finally here, she wanted a DNA test?
He thought back to the past month. He’d been with Helen every day. How could this baby not be his?
But Helen saw his stunned silence and mistook it for agreement. Her expression collapsed.
“So even you suspect this baby might not be yours? Then what’s the point of keeping it?” she shouted. “It’s better off gone than to be born into a world where it’ll be treated like a mistake.” With that, she raised her fist -and drove it into her stomach.
The blow was hard. Ruthless. Like she truly wanted to end the pregnancy right there.
She raised her hand again for a second strike.
Linden rushed forward and caught her wrist. “What the hell are you doing?! I never said I didn’t believe you!
“But you didn’t say anything just now! You just stood there while your mom tried to humiliate me. Don’t you want the test too?” She cried, her voice trembling and soaked in tears.
The maids in the yard had all stopped to stare. They whispered among themselves, eyebrows raised, glancing back and forth between the two.
Linden didn’t know why his mother was being so stubborn about the test, but he definitely didn’t want this turning into gossip. It would do him no good.
Without another word, he led Helen back to their room upstairs. Once the door was shut, he finally spoke. “Of course I trust you. I don’t want any tests. I’ll talk to my mom. I’ll make it clear that I’m sure this baby is mine.”
Even if his mother didn’t trust Helen, surely she trusted her son.
But Helen kept crying. “But your mom’s so controlling. She doesn’t seem like someone who’d just back off because you asked her to.”
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“Don’t worry,” Linden said, trying to keep his tone light. “I’ll handle it.” Then he shifted the subject, wanting to move on. “Didn’t you say you loved Clement’s singing? What if you got the chance to meet him in person?”
Helen blinked, momentarily distracted. “Wait–you mean Clement Neel? The pop star?”
She could hardly believe it. Clement was her favorite. The last time he held a concert in Kingville, she’d spent days trying to get tickets. She managed to snag one, but in the end, Caroline had taken the car, and with the rain pouring down, she missed the show entirely. And now … a second chance?
