I Sterilized Myself for Him, Then Found His Twins - Chapter 8: Chapter 8
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Shalane choked back tears as she dragged Galvin away, shoving him toward his father. Her eyes brimmed with sorrow when she met Brent's gaze.
"Brent, I love you—that's why I'm letting you go. You and Camryn deserve happiness. Just... Galvin and Devin will need time to adjust without me. Go easy on them, okay? Be patient, show them love—they'll come around eventually."
She swiped at her damp eyes, turned abruptly, and pretended to walk away.
Brent stood frozen in emotional turmoil when Galvin's piercing scream shattered the silence. "Mommy, don't leave me! I want my real daddy!" The boy swung tiny fists at Brent. "You're bad! Go away! I want Daddy!"
Shalane whirled around in panic, clamping a hand over Galvin's mouth as her terrified eyes darted to Brent.
The revelation hit Brent like a lightning strike. He studied the children with new intensity—he'd left London two days after their birth, barely glimpsing them. When he'd next seen them at their hundred-day celebration, how could he have doubted paternity? The children he'd watched grow from ultrasound to delivery—how?
Brent's face drained of color. His shaking finger pointed at Shalane. "Who is Galvin calling father?" His voice dropped to a dangerous whisper. "Who fathered him?"
Within minutes, a doctor arrived for blood draws. The DNA test was expedited.
Shalane erupted, shrieking at Brent's cruelty, howling that this betrayal would brand Galvin forever—no elite child could recover from such scandal. But Brent stood silent as stone, his bodyguards restraining her while the doctor worked. His expression turned arctic.
One agonizing hour later: the results.
Neither boy shared Brent's DNA.
Galvin was Shalane's biological son.
Devin wasn't even hers.
Brent's legs gave out. He crumpled to the floor, his voice raw when he finally spoke: "Shalane... where the hell is my child?" His eyes burned with terrifying darkness, a mirthless smirk twisting his lips before he moved with sudden violence—hands locking around Shalane's throat until bodyguards wrestled him off.
By dawn, Shalane sat in a police interrogation room, charged with kidnapping. Under pressure, her story unraveled:
Fresh out college with no prospects, she'd latched onto rising star Brent. Learning he and his wife remained childless by choice, she'd crafted her scheme—playing the devoted junior colleague, the caring "little sister" who brought homemade meals. Then came the fateful drunken night she'd stayed till morning.
Later, she'd staged the hospital visit with her "dying" mother (who wept about never seeing grandchildren). That evening, Shalane drowned herself in whiskey while clinging to Brent—who, equally drunk, made his fatal promise: "I'll give you a child."
The pregnancy came suspiciously fast—because Shalane had cheated. That night when Brent passed out, she'd used black-market fertility services to implant two embryos. The "twins" Brent had raised? One was her lover's child. The other—her own.
When the full truth emerged, Brent shattered. He vanished into darkness, refusing food, abandoning his empire—a broken man.
"Brent, I love you—that's why I'm letting you go. You and Camryn deserve happiness. Just... Galvin and Devin will need time to adjust without me. Go easy on them, okay? Be patient, show them love—they'll come around eventually."
She swiped at her damp eyes, turned abruptly, and pretended to walk away.
Brent stood frozen in emotional turmoil when Galvin's piercing scream shattered the silence. "Mommy, don't leave me! I want my real daddy!" The boy swung tiny fists at Brent. "You're bad! Go away! I want Daddy!"
Shalane whirled around in panic, clamping a hand over Galvin's mouth as her terrified eyes darted to Brent.
The revelation hit Brent like a lightning strike. He studied the children with new intensity—he'd left London two days after their birth, barely glimpsing them. When he'd next seen them at their hundred-day celebration, how could he have doubted paternity? The children he'd watched grow from ultrasound to delivery—how?
Brent's face drained of color. His shaking finger pointed at Shalane. "Who is Galvin calling father?" His voice dropped to a dangerous whisper. "Who fathered him?"
Within minutes, a doctor arrived for blood draws. The DNA test was expedited.
Shalane erupted, shrieking at Brent's cruelty, howling that this betrayal would brand Galvin forever—no elite child could recover from such scandal. But Brent stood silent as stone, his bodyguards restraining her while the doctor worked. His expression turned arctic.
One agonizing hour later: the results.
Neither boy shared Brent's DNA.
Galvin was Shalane's biological son.
Devin wasn't even hers.
Brent's legs gave out. He crumpled to the floor, his voice raw when he finally spoke: "Shalane... where the hell is my child?" His eyes burned with terrifying darkness, a mirthless smirk twisting his lips before he moved with sudden violence—hands locking around Shalane's throat until bodyguards wrestled him off.
By dawn, Shalane sat in a police interrogation room, charged with kidnapping. Under pressure, her story unraveled:
Fresh out college with no prospects, she'd latched onto rising star Brent. Learning he and his wife remained childless by choice, she'd crafted her scheme—playing the devoted junior colleague, the caring "little sister" who brought homemade meals. Then came the fateful drunken night she'd stayed till morning.
Later, she'd staged the hospital visit with her "dying" mother (who wept about never seeing grandchildren). That evening, Shalane drowned herself in whiskey while clinging to Brent—who, equally drunk, made his fatal promise: "I'll give you a child."
The pregnancy came suspiciously fast—because Shalane had cheated. That night when Brent passed out, she'd used black-market fertility services to implant two embryos. The "twins" Brent had raised? One was her lover's child. The other—her own.
When the full truth emerged, Brent shattered. He vanished into darkness, refusing food, abandoning his empire—a broken man.
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