The horrors never endes.
At least that was what it felt like to Lara at the sight of Curtis's mother.
Curtis however, had had enough.
"No, No, and No. Absolutely not. I will never stand by and watch you all turn my life upside down. What exactly is the fucking problem? Why are you guys so fixated on me? IT IS MY FUCKING LIFE. Get the fuck out of my sight," he roared.
His hands were tightly fisted, and his voice was so loud that Lara was sure that everyone in the hospital probably heard them.
Lisa however, did not back down.
"As long as you're sure that you don't have anything to hide, Curtis, then accepting to carry out a DNA should not be so hard for you to accept. If the pregnancy turns out to be yours, cheers and celebration for you. If it doesn't, then you'll finally see what I have been trying to tell you all these while," she explained to her son.
Curtis ran a hand through his hair, frustrated beyond belief.
