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David was so angry that he couldn’t speak at all. He made up his mind that he would give Norman a piece of his mind, via punches.
Laura wiped her tears away and lamented, “My poor daughter!”
Carl was furious and saddened at what he heard. He shouted, “You still want to give birth to the child?!”
Sophia still nodded stubbornly.
She had decided to give birth to him before she even knew who the father of the child was.
It had nothing to do with anyone. She wanted to give the baby a chance to live a life.
Whether she found the father in the end, or whatever his thoughts were, she would still bring the child to live.
It was an extremely uncomfortable meal as everybody ate in hushed silence.
At night, Sophia lay in her bed. Her mind was occupied by the afternoon’s events, and she could not sleep at ease.
Felix, Claude, Norman…
The faces of the three men flashed before her eyes.
Even though she already knew that the man that night was Norman, she couldn’t help but compare them again.
She thought something felt wrong, but she couldn’t pinpoint what exactly it was.
When she didn’t know who the father of the child was, she frequently recalled some ambiguous scenes from that night. It wasn’t something shameful for her.
Even before the pregnancy test, she had always felt that the man was meant for her. They were a perfect match. He was sent by God to let her know the feeling of pleasure.
Could it be her soulmate? The one and only?
After they identified three suspects, she tried to bring the faces of Felix, Claude, and Norman into her memory of the man.
But it didn’t feel right.
Although she had a lot to drink that night, she instinctively remembered the unique vibe the man exuded, one which couldn’t be found on any of the suspects, not even the supposed “father”, Norman.
Then again, she’d confirmed that Norman was indeed the father to her child.
Among the men who went to the third floor that day, Felix and Claude did not remember having sex with anyone.
Even a complete blackout would have given them bits and pieces of memory.
Or perhaps they would have mistaken it as a dream, just like Sophia did.
But neither of them had any recollection, only that they had blackouts.
Norman was the only logical answer.
Still, she could not connect him to the gentle, powerful man of the night.
She thought about it for a long time, and when she got up in the morning, Sophia was quite restless.
She had her breakfast, consisting of milk and bread, very slowly.
Carl and David had gone to work, leaving Sophia and Laura at home.
Laura was cleaning up the living room, and when Sophia came back yesterday, she was busy with dinner, so she threw the bag she had taken out on the couch. As it wasn’t closed tight, plenty of the contents were scattered on the couch.
When dinner was over, the atmosphere was tense and the bag was left on the couch.
As Laura put them back in their rightful places, two little things caught her eyes.
A picture of a strange man and a man’s handkerchief.
She took the picture and asked Sophia, “Who is the man on it? Is he the man called Norman that you mentioned last night?”
Sophia was stunned for a moment and forgot why such things appeared in her bag.
Laura showed the picture to Sophia.
It was a picture of Sebastian.
“Is he Norman?” Laura asked in confusion.
Although she had not seen many of her daughter’s friends, she knew a little about them. Most of them were girls. Recently, the only man she had heard about from her daughter was Norman.
Sophia shook her head and denied, “No, he is my roommate Anita’s brother, Sebastian.”
She was teary-eyed from the lack of sleep and seemed a little out of her mind.
Laura saw how “sad” she looked when she saw the photo, and left with a heavy heart.
After making sure that the man in the photo was not Norman, Laura began studying the handsome face.
An attractive man indeed.
It would not seem strange if her daughter fell in love with such a man.
Unfortunately, with this unwanted incident, what should Sophia do with her love?
Keep the love in her heart?
If she didn’t get pregnant, could she have pursued the person she liked?
Giving birth to this child, giving up her happiness, was it really worth it?
Her daughter was so outstanding, that her pursuit of love should be a noble and beautiful one. Now she was pregnant at a young age, and the father of the child didn’t want to be responsible, she still insisted on giving birth to the child, a life of suffering and hardships as a single mother awaited her.
Laura’s heart ached so much that tears fell again..