Chapter 223

A tomblike silence swept over the party. All eyes turned towards Megan and then Dorothea.

“What the hell is going on here Megan?” Jon’s eyes glittered like shards of ice, his grip on Jesse in his arms seemed like a desperate cling to prevent the baby from slipping from his numb hands.

Jon’s eyes fixed on the stranger next to Megan..or was he?
Memories flashed through his mind and it froze in time as he remembered the same face in Dorothea’s hospital room a mere few months back.

“Could someone please enlighten us all?” Carol’s demanding voice whipped through the air.

“Seeing as everyone are in a state of shock, let me start. I’m Robert...Robert Downing....” he opened his mouth to continue but Dorothea’s venomous hiss silenced him.

“DON’T A BELIEVE A WORD HE SAYS!! HE IS A LIAR!”

She was standing now, her fists clenched and her body swaying slightly from shock.

Jon heard her near hysterical shout and sided next to her.
Something had to be wrong?! Why would Megan do this?! Touching Dorothea’s shoulder, she turned and stared at him with teary eyes.

“Please Jon make this stop! Tell him to go away! “

“Jon....” Megan called out to him, his incredible blue eyes swung her way...but it was the message in them that cringed her insides.

Handing the baby back to his mom, did he turn and gathered the shaking Dorothea in his arms. His face shot up, fury pulled at his lips, turning it almost in a sneer.

“I don’t know what the FUCK is going on here but I suggest YOU get your ass off my property before I remove you my fucking self and as for you my wife....we need a talk...NOW.”

Megan’s sarcastic laugh grinded at everyone’s oversensitive nerves, clapping her hands she slowly made her way towards Jon.

“Bravo Dorothea...once again..the perfect actress! Robert is going nowhere Jon. He is here to tell it all and to expose her for the conniving bitch she really is.”

“I’m sorry Dorothea, but you didn’t keep to our arrangement. I
warned you, didn’t I?” There was nothing but disdain burning in his eyes.

“I just needed time....that’s all.” Her voice was soft and childlike.

Shock jerked at Jon’s frame and he stepped from her.

“What did you just say?” his eyes threatened to swallow his face.

“Jon...please listen....” She held her hand out, but he stared at it in disgust.

Dorothea knew she was in a corner, no more delaying it now.
Turning towards Megan , every word was accentuated as she bit it out.

“I never knew what made you so damn special. I had him first! I loved him, I would have given him everything...and then you had to show up with your fucking brat and everything changed.”

No one saw it coming, they just heard the sound as flesh met flash violently.

Gasps could be heard and suddenly Richie was next to her, his hand a slight reminder in the small of her back.

“I don’t care WHAT you think of me..but my kids you WILL treat with respect. You will never call my son a brat do you hear me?! I could kill you with my bare hands right now. I welcomed you into my heart and my home. It killed me seeing Jon with you, seeing your growing stomach, the constant reminder of your night with him but I handled it...but not anymore ...its done..FINISHED! I’m claiming our lives back and you are out the door!”

“You take the word of a stranger above mine?! You don’t even have proof! “

“Proof?” Robert fumbled in his pocket and extracted a paper to
Dorothea’s greatest horror.

“What is that?”

“The proof you wanted my dear. I told you before. I know you, I know how you think...”

She yanked it out of his hands, her eyes flew over the printed letters.

“But how? When?”

“Darling you forgot a little something..I am a lawyer. I had this nasty feeling that you might play these kind people longer than you made me to believe. So I got a court order and I did the test. There it is, for all to see.. he is mine. ”

He stopped in front of Carol, holding his arms out. She obeyed.

Jon didn’t know if this was a cruel joke or some fucked up dream but as soon as he felt the coolness of the paternity test touch his fingers, he knew...irrevocably.

Jesse wasn’t his son! Past months flashed through his mind and he felt fury clawing from deep within, fighting its way towards the surface.