Joseph frowned, his handsome face unusually serious as his eyes carefully studied his wife's reaction.
He wanted to see if she was truly angry or just surprised, and if angry, just how angry.
After all, Vivica was pregnant, still in the delicate first trimester. Extreme emotional fluctuations could be bad for the baby—even risk a miscarriage.
Their eyes locked in a tense, brief silence.
Then, Joseph took a step forward, grasped her hand, and gently turned her to face him.
Vivica looked up at him, her expression seemingly calm. But upon closer inspection, her eyes were trembling violently.
"Why did you hide it from me? You knew from the very beginning..." Her voice was hoarse, her emotions threatening to boil over.
Joseph crouched down in front of her, holding both her wrists. He deliberated for a moment before speaking. "Back then... we barely knew each other. I didn't dare tell you."
"Didn't dare, or didn't want to?" Vivica wasn't stupid.
It had been twenty minutes since she found the paternity test. That was enough time to think a lot of things through.
Maybe it was true that they hadn't been close at first. She had still been in her previous marriage, and given all the circumstances, his initial silence made sense.
But as things progressed, his continued concealment must have had other motives.
Like the fear that if he revealed the truth about Chaim's parentage, she would cling to him.
After all, the prestigious Baird family was a golden ticket countless women dreamed of securing. Not to mention Joseph himself was brilliant, capable, and incredibly handsome. He had definitely been guarding himself against her.
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