LoganAiden was Christina's fucking son.
When?
How?
Who?
Christina had a child with someone, and I wasn't aware of it. Who was his father, and why wasn't he in the picture? Or was he and I wasn't aware of his existence?
I couldn't believe what my eyes saw. How did I miss it? I felt such unhinged fury that I was afraid I would burst into flames from its intensity.
Christina betrayed me, then went ahead and got pregnant with someone else's child. I wanted to snap her pretty neck into two. Wanted to douse her with gasoline and toss a burning matchstick on her.
Had she rejected my offer because she already had someone in her life? I felt fucking dumb at that moment. Why didn't I look up what she had been up to the last four years the moment I saw her in Jonathan's company?
If I had her investigated by a PI, her having a son wouldn't have surprised me.
"Logan, this is my Mom, Christina," Aiden's voice pulled me out of my thoughts.
Christina stood beside Aiden with an ashen face and looked like she would run out of there at the first opportunity.
Not so soon.
Not so fucking soon.
She had a lot of answering to do, beginning with the fact who was the fucking father of her son and where was he?
"Aiden, we should get going," Christina nudged Aiden's shoulder.
"What's the hurry?" I hissed, glaring at Christina.
Her chin quivered, and I realized she struggled to keep a lid on her emotions. All the better if she was rattled that I learned she had a son.
"Yes, Mom, you and Logan can talk and get to know each other. Then he wouldn't be a stranger anymore," Aiden suggested.
The horrified expression on Christina's face was worth it. She didn't want me to be around her son.
Why was she afraid?
Was she afraid of me? Because I found out she not only cheated on me but had a baby? But it didn't look like it. She looked more like she feared I would have too much contact with Aiden. Afraid I would hurt her baby?
How ridiculous!!!!
Or was it something else? Something I was unable to think of at the moment. What could that be?
Did I know the father?
Who could that be? I had been aware of two men in her life, and she could be involved with them. The blonde stable boy, fucking Charlie, who watched her with that dreamy expression on his face whenever he was around. At first, I thought he wanted her, but it wasn't until later I realized Christina was fucking him too. That was why she always made excuses to go to the stables. It wasn't for Athena but for Charlie.
Or was it that twat from the firm she was doing her internship at? The one I saw her with when I picked her up. Or was it someone I was unaware of? With Christina, one could never be sure.
I stared at Aiden, but I couldn't make out any resemblance to him with any of the two men. He had features the same as Christina's. Only his eye and hair color were different from hers. He had chocolate brown eyes and light brown hair.
Given how common brown eyes and hair color were, the father could be anyone. I remember that fucker Ethan having the same brown eye and hair color as Aiden.
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My Vengeful-Ex
Roman d'amourI stared at the girl in the mirror. She was only a shadow of the girl I used to be. Blue eyes, void of emotions and glint, glanced back at me. My lipstick and mascara were smudged, and my blonde curls were a complete mess from when he had fisted th...