HIS SWEET REVENGE

"He is not yours!" She affirms with a confident and unwavering look.

"Whose child is he then?" I question, my eyes wandering to the boy with piercing blue eyes like mine.

Celine narrows her eyes with her hands clenched, "He is mine."

"What about his father? Who is he?" I drop my hand lazily and watched her intensely.

"That is none of your business." She said defensively.

"Then it means he is mine then and I am taking him," I conclude with a smile and walk past her to pick up the child who is