Chapter 36


    Reyna Cruz:


    I didn’t want to share the same car as Hunter because he was furious. However, I hoped our driver


    would trail behind his car so that if he reconsidered, I could dissuade him from going back. But


    Hunter had different intentions.


    “Get in the car,” he bellowed, holding the passenger side door ajar. His eyes indicated that refusal


    wasn’t an option, but I still wanted to test it out, aiming to avoid proximity in that tense moment.


    “Samuel lent me his car-, I began, but Hunter grunted, cutting me off.


    “Do you want to cause a dy?” he hissed, emphasizing that I was the one causing the holdup.


    Quickly, I shook my head and slid into his car. The door mmed shut so forcefully that it startled


    me. I knew I was up for a heated argument even in a situation like this.


    He took the driver’s seat and headed straight to the hospital. I sat in silence, fervently hoping


    everything was okay there. I had rushed out of the hospital so hastily that I forgot to bring my


    phone. Asking him for his phone felt like picking another fight.


    “I can’t believe you did this to me,” he muttered so softly that his words were barely audible until I


    focused intently. When I grasped what he was saying. I turned my face to the window, staring


    outside.


    “How could you keep it from me?” He likely anticipated a response after his initialment. When I


    didn’t react, he raised his voice, making it clear he was addressing me and expecting a reply.


    I remained silent. I knew that speaking up would only escte the situation. I didn’t want to risk


    upsetting him further.


    “I’m bloody well asking you something!” he screamed, and I flinched, closing my eyes and taking a


    deep breath.


    “I already told you that Turner was your child. You didn’t believe me,” I said in a soft but resolute


    tone, refusing to sound defeated.


    “And you insisted on waiting for the DNA test for a few months. But then you changed your mind


    and said you had a miscarriage. So, why did you lie?” he continued to yell, gripping the steering


    wheel tightly.


    “Because you got engaged to Tara, remember?” I turned to face him, noting a slight gulp in his


    throat. He couldn’t deny that he moved on remarkably quickly.


    “You expected me to stick around even after that? My lips quivered as memories of that difficult


    night flooded back. That night was a struggle, and I couldn’t help but wonder why he abruptly ruined


    everything.


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    “If you had proven your innocence, I would have called off the engagement,” he asserted. The


    audacity of making it all about himself was astonishing,


    “Really? What made you think I’d ept you after you got engaged to my ex–friend?” Iughed at


    his words. Did he genuinely believe I was desperate for his eptance again?


    “Huh! I was betrayed and angry. I did whatever I thought was right to make you feel the same pain I


    felt. Cut me some ck,” he hissed, but his justification wasn’t satisfactory. Betrayal is betrayal,


    whether fueled by anger or jealousy.


    “Huh? Causing pain to your pregnant máte? You didn’t even entertain the possibility that the baby


    might be yours,” I recalled: howposed he appeared upon learning about the loss of the baby.


    “I was damn fucking angry. I had evidence of your cheating in front of me,” he yelled again.


    “Well, I suppose then we were destined to part ways. It’s not like you would have believed in my


    innocence after the DNA


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    test results. You made it clear you still thought I cheated on you,” I muttered, catching him off guard


    as he reconsidered his past statements.


    The remainder of the journey was marked by silence. I wasn’t emotionally prepared for these


    discussions, especially with my son’s life hanging in the bnce.


    Upon our arrival, Polline picked us up from the main gate. She must havee out to ensure we


    had arrived, and seeing Hunter made her release a sigh of relief. Gently, she pressed her hand


    against my back, understanding the ordeal I had likely gone through to bring him here.


    Hunter, eager to meet the doctor waiting for him, hurriedly proceeded. “Your highness,” Ram


    gasped, then promptly bowed. his head in deference to the alpha king. The rogues respected the


    rogue king, but they wouldn’t dare show any less respect to the alpha king. After all, he was the one


    funding most activities in the roguemunity, including the construction of this new hospital.


    “Turner needs the blood of his father. We first need to run some tests, Ram exined, prompting


    Hunter to re at me. Polline and I took our seats while Samuel and Hunter dealt with the


    necessary arrangements.


    “I can only imagine what you must have gone through.” Polline patted my back, resting her head on


    my shoulder to share her warmth.


    “It was so weird calling him the father of my child. Life is so strange, Polline. I was so confident that


    I could hide this secret forever,” I chuckled at my own naivety, realizing I couldn’t do anything


    without the interference of the Moon goddess.


    “How did that snake react to it?” Polline inquired, raising her head and gently running her fingers


    through my hair, disying a motherly touch.


    Just as expected. She made it all about me wanting to steal Hunter from her. But it’s not her


    reaction that stunned me, I sighed, recalling Mrs. Sparrow.


    “Hunter’s mother showed so much concern for Turner even before I told them that he was their


    blood, I noted, finding it odd.


    “Hmm, maybe she liked Turner. He mentionedforting ady he met. I bet she found a liking for


    him. Who wouldn’t? He’s such a nice kid,” Polline spoke positively about him, lifting my spirits.


    “His father! He didn’t think like that. He thinks Turner is a spoiled brat,” I muttered through gritted


    teeth.


    “Forget about it- Polline was in the process offorting me when Hunter interjected. I hadn’t even


    realized he was listening-


    “Because you failed to teach my son any manners,” he hissed, leaning against the wall, causing me


    to close my eyes and groan in frustration.


    “Hey! She was a single mother doing her best in a roguemunity. Why don’t you shut up and not


    make it seem like you. cared anyway? To my surprise, his friend stepped in. I turned to Samuel,


    smiling weakly.


    “Dude, you don’t know anything,” Hunter gestured at him to stay out of it, but Samuel shook his


    head to dismiss him.


    “I know enough. Instead of giving her credit for an amazing upbringing of the child in amunity


    where teenage girls get caten alive, you’re using her? What were you doing all this time? How


    could you not have felt any connection to him?” Samuel spoke the truth. Even Hunter seemed


    angry but speechless.


    He was ustomed to silencing me, but since his own friend was now supporting my side, Hunter


    refrained from arguing back. Additionally, the doctor had returned with the test results.


    “It’s a perfect match, the doctor announced, intending to proceed with the procedure. Hunter,


    however, seemed to freeze for a moment. I suppose, no matter how many times he hears the news,


    it still shocks him.