22| Good death at last

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After I got my treatment from the hospital, Dawson took me home. Back to the main mansion with white bandage wrapped round my forehead like I had an accident and a big plaster on my cheek like I just did surgery. In addition with one black eyes. Unlike Jake's, Dawson gave him two black eyes, broken nose, pulled teeth at the bottom and a big cut on his lip.

In the evening after a quiet dinner, Arthur called everyone into the large living room upstairs. Not the one where Dawson and I had sex. There are so many rooms in the massive mansion. We're on the middle floor.

The kids have been put to sleep. I sat beside Jenner, Luciana beside her husband, Dawson and Jake sat across each other, metres away as they avoid their gaze.

The two are still angry with each other. I think Dawson is more furious than Jake with the broken face.

"I called you guys here because of what I heard from my informatory." He started.

"Dad, listen-"

"Keep quiet, young man." He chided Jake when he wanted to defend himself. One thing about Arthur is that when it comes to family matters, he's never smiling. He's always serious and straightforward. "There's nothing to listen from you with those cloths tied on your face."

Jenner chuckled, silently, covering her mouth. I heard her but it's not funny.

"Hitting a woman was not what I taught you or how I trained and brought you up, Jake." His voice began to grow louder in fierce temper. "You have no right to hit a woman."

"Tell him, dad." Dawson scoffed, clasping his hands together like a saint.

"Shut up!" Arthur scolded him flat. They feared him for who he is. The most powerful man in the tycoon family. Some feared he is a retired mafia. "No matter what she did to you, I don't care to know as far as she's not your property, you have no monopoly over her. Neither do you have rights to fuck her when you know she's your brother's ex and the mother of his kids."

"Fuck that shit, dad!" Jake stood up, challengingly. "Mother of his kids my foot! You and I.....infact, excluding Laura who doesn't know about what happened that night? Huh? Just because we're asked to keep it a secret doesn't mean anyone should cross that line. You all know for sure that those kids are truly mine. Proudly sponsored by my sperm!"

Wait, I don't get it. I'm lost. Totally lost. My brows furrowed. Luciana whispered to her son, "Shut up and sit down. This is not the right time."

"Then when is the right time, mom? When they've grown and chooses Dawson over me? Never!"

Arthur could not do anything at this moment. He slumped his back against the couch tiredly and began to massage his temple. Dawson stood up to challenge Jake. "Enough already. You've said enough."

"What? Huh?" He pushed Dawson on the chest, forcing him to take the first hit. "Why keeping it for so long? Why not spit out the truth in front of her? Tell her everything you know and I'll help you finish it? Tell her I'm the biological father of the twins and not you."

"Enough!" Both Arthur and Dawson yelled in unison.

I couldn't take it any longer, "What's going on?" My heart troubled as I stood up. Jenner tries to soothe me as she pulled my arm. I jerked her hand off. I looked at Dawson, "What is he talking about? Why is he claiming our kids?" When he didn't say a word, I rushed to him and began to shook him by the arms, "Say something, don't just stand here. What secret should I know? How is he the true father of our kids?"

I'm getting frustrated. He's not saying anything, neither is anyone talking. The whole place which was noisy before, turned silent. And I was the only one questioning with no answers.

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