Chapter 626 Hayes stared at Teresa with fiery eyes, his voice stubborn as an old oak tree, "This isn't just strinket... the man in this photograph, he's my daddy!" Teresa, who had been fighting to keep her eyes open, was suddenly wide awake, all traces of sleepiness chased away by Hayes' confrontation.
She racked her brain for an excuse, but after pulling an all-nighter, her thoughts weren't as nimble as usual. After a long pause, she explained, "I... I was just so worn out from work yesterday, I started doodling on your daddy's photo." Hayes' gaze was piercing as he questioned, "Really?" Teresa nodded vehemently, "Yes, absolutely!" Hayes' little face puffed up with annoyance.
Teresa was definitely keeping secrets from him! She definitely was hiding something! A plan hatched in Hayes' mind, and he extended his arms, laying out his terms, "Showdaddy's photo... and I'll believe you!" Teresa was inwardly panicked; she didn't want to hand over Frederick's photo to Hayes, afraid he'd spot a flaw. But if she refused, wouldn't that just scream guilty conscience? Oh well! It was tto take a risk and place her bets.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtReluctantly, Teresa handed over the photograph to Hayes, "Here you go." Hayes gleefully reclaimed his father's photo, then pointed at the scattered pieces on the floor, baiting Teresa step by step, "Are these... the results of your work last night?" Teresa, weighed down by fatigue and not thinking clearly, defended earnestly, "Yeah! I sketched out my own daddy and mommy's features, planning to piece them together! But I haven't finished yet." She emphasized "my own daddy" to reinforce her lie, hoping to convince Hayes.
But Hayes, undeterred, picked up the fragments from the floor, matching them one by one to Frederick's photo, "This nose, it's identical to my daddy's in the picture! These eyes, this mouth, they all look just like my daddy! Where's Uncle Maurice's features? Did you draw them at all?" In his excitement, Hayes' words cout rapid-fire, leaving Teresa speechless and stutter-free.
Teresa froze for a moment before asking, "Little Mute, when did you get so fluent?" Hayes paused too, nearly distracted by Teresa's feint, "Don't change the subject! Answer me!" Teresa had fallen right into Hayes' trap, cornered with no escape.
Watching Teresa silent, Hayes grew more agitated, "You're hiding something from me!" Teresa scratched her head, her face twisted in discomfort as she thought about her relationship with Frederick, "It's not exactly..." Teresa's struggle to speak plainly only heightened Hayes' impatience.
In truth, he had nearly guessed the entirety of the situation.
He just wanted to hear the definitive answer from Teresa herself.
But given the current circumstances, she was unlikely to confess voluntarily.
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Left with no choice, Hayes offered Teresa a way out, "Are you suspecting... that you might be my daddy's child? Otherwise, you wouldn't be looking at my daddy's photo... trying to reconstruct your brother's face." Teresa's eyes flew wide open, her gaze incredulous as she looked at Hayes.
He had figured it out! There was no point in hiding it anymore.
And honestly, it was a relief to cclean.
She had been suffocating under the weight of this secret for far too long! Mimicking the gravity of an adult, she heaved a deep sigh.
Then she dashed to the desk, pulled open the innermost drawer, andm retrieved the crumpled paternity test, thrusting it into Hayes' hands.
"I'm not just suspecting! Little Mute, I am your daddy's daughter! My m brother and l'are twins, so he must En be your daddy's son too."