Mr Warner. Your Ev
Chapter 45
As Jane’s phone buzzed, an incoming call from Drake illuminated the screen. She swiftly picked up the call, her curiosity piqued. As fate would have it, she had just arrived at the magnificent Warner Family’s Mansion, where an unexpected turn of events awaited her.
Peering through the window, she caught sight of Zane, his head hung low in defeat. The weight of the situation pressed heavily upon him, evident in his resigned sigh that escaped his lips like a gentle breeze. His mind seemed burdened, plagued by the predicament they found themselves in.
Zac, on the other hand, remained blissfully unaware of the gravity of their predicament. He spoke with an air of sincerity, oblivious to the direness of their current situation. “You know, maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if my dad found out. I mean, I really like that beautiful teacher, and I kinda have a thing for Zoe too…” A touch of bashfulness colored his words as he hesitantly revealed his secret liking for Zoe.
Zac yearned for the day when his father would find love again, especially if it meant gaining a new sibling. The idea of having a stepbrother held an allure that he couldn’t deny. “Think about it, Zane. Neither of us has a complete family anymore. If my dad marries that beautiful teacher, we could become brothers,” Zac proposed, his voice tinged with hope.
Zane furrowed his brow, deep in thought, desperately trying to find a solution. But then, out of nowhere, Zac’s words reached his ears, prompting an eruption of anger from Zane.
“Cut it out with your nonsense, Zac. Who in their right mind would want to be your brother? It’s downright impossible for my Mom to marry a lowlife like your father.”
Zac had only meant it as a suggestion, but he hadn’t anticipated Zane’s explosive reaction. Moreover, even though he and his Dad weren’t particularly close, Zac had witnessed firsthand how kind and caring his father was. He couldn’t stand by and let Zane berate him.
“You’ve got it all wrong! My Dad is an amazing person. He’s no lowlife. I won’t allow you to disrespect my father like that.”
“He’s a scumbag, a scumbag bloke, and a scumbag father!” Zane roared with fervor.
As the two little fellows found themselves momentarily at odds, Jane, from downstairs, hurriedly sought out Zane’s whereabouts.
“Where’s Zane?”
Observing Jane’s ashen face, Drake’s expression remained indifferent.
“Zane is your kid, isn’t he?” He didn’t pose it as a question, but rather a straightforward
statement.
Upon hearing this, Jane felt a momentary panic, but she masked it with feigned composure, eager to defend herself.
Drake’s fingers snatched hold of Jane’s chin, his voice slicing through the air like an icy breeze.
“Wow, woman, you’ve really outdone yourself. Leaving me in the dust and popping out a kid with some other guy. Tell me, who’s the lucky father?”
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Drake’s words washed over Jane, sending a jolt of panic through her veins. But as the realization dawned on her, relief coursed through her like a soothing balm. Drake had merely taken a wild guess about Zane’s paternity, oblivious to the fact that he himself was the father.
Armed with this knowledge, Jane’s panic melted away in an instant. She defiantly swatted Drake’s hand away and leveled him with a frosty gaze.
“In all the years I’ve been away, do you have any idea how many times you’ve slept with Annie? You even dare to consider marrying her. Why can’t I have relationships with other men? Ugh, you despicable scoundrel.”
“Here you are, spending time and money, surrounded by all these attractive women, and yet you expect me to commemorate your faithfulness.”
Jane’s words pierced through the air, causing Drake’s expression to grow even colder. He desperately wanted to defend himself. He and Annie were still innocent, but finding the right words seemed impossible.
Jane had given birth to a child with another man. He wished he could proclaim his innocence regarding Annie’s involvement.
“Woman, don’t forget, you’re still legally my wife. You dare to humiliate me in such a way. Are you prepared to face my wrath?” Drake clenched his teeth, his words raw with suppressed anger.
“Hmph, you’re well aware that you’re still my husband on paper, so why do you make me feel jealous? You even treat my son as if he were hers and call her ‘mother‘!” Jane’s emotions got the best of her, causing her words to slip out.
As soon as the words left her mouth, she realized her mistake and desperately wished she could take them back. But it was too late now.
Drake was taken aback by the weight of her words, his senses jolted and his mind was sent into a whirlwind of confusion. “Wait, do you have any idea about Zac’s background?” he inquired, his voice carrying a hint of concern.
But Jane, seemingly impervious to Drake’s gaze, fixed him with a furious glare, her eyes. shooting daggers of anger. Without a moment’s hesitation, she defiantly raised her trembling hand and delivered a resounding slap right across Drake’s cheek, the impact echoing through the room.
In the aftermath of the slap, Jane stood there, her whole body quivering with a mixture of anger and hurt. Her voice strained with emotion, trembled as she uttered, “Drake, this is what you owe me! You and Annie conspired to deceive me, leading me to believe that 1 would bear your child and hers, only to have the child cruelly snatched away from us. I’ve witnessed him calling Annie ‘Mother,‘ and the depth of that agony is something you’ll never comprehend!”
Drake, shocked by the force of Jane’s slap, felt a fiery surge of anger welling up within him, threatening to overflow. His fists clenched tightly, ready to retaliate, but then he noticed a subtle change in Jane’s demeanor. Her complexion, once flushed with rage, began to drain of color, leaving her face pallid and vulnerable. Despite enduring a painful period, she pushed through the agony to seek out Zac.
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The excruciating agony of her period, coupled with the tumultuous rollercoaster of emotions, transformed her stomach into a merciless meat grinder. Suddenly, within the piercing gaze of Drake, she succumbed to the unbearable torment and collapsed, succumbing to unconsciousness.
Initially consumed by fury, Drake’s anger dissipated upon witnessing Jane’s sudden loss of consciousness. A wave of tranquility washed over him, prompting him to delve into contemplation.
Were his eyes so formidable that they possessed the power to render people speechless with mere glances?
Cradling Jane’s limp form in his arms, Drake bellowed at the butler, his voice a thunderous command.
“Summon Dr. William this instant!”
Meanwhile, upstairs, the two young lads found their faces flushed crimson as they inadvertently eavesdropped on Drake’s authoritative voice resonating through the mansion. Dr. William, promptly summoned by the urgency in Drake’s voice, hastened to the room, where he would assess her condition and administer the necessary medical care.
In the cozy living room downstairs, the two little boys perched themselves on the edge of the sofa, their tiny frames exuding an air of defiance. Meanwhile, Drake, their father. occupied the grand seat, his face marked by an unsettling gloom that sent shivers down the spines of anyone present. It was clear that none of the trio within that room were in a pleasant state of mind.
In the dimness, a nervous servant observed the scene unfold before them, an uncanny feeling creeping up his spine. Strangely enough, the auras emanating from the three individuals seemed eerily similar, although the servant couldn’t quite put his finger on why. After preparing the dinner, Miss Lea tentatively approached Drake, her voice cautious yet caring. “Master, dinner is ready. Would you like to eat now?”
Drake snapped out of his trance and glanced at his two little ones, who clutched their chests tightly, their lips sealed. “Zac, let’s go have dinner.”
Zac turned, meeting his father’s gaze. He wanted to protest, to say no, but in the face of his father’s unwavering authority, he found himself defeated. Sliding off the sofa with a heavy heart, he trudged slowly toward the dining table.
Drake’s eyes then returned to Zane’s face. As he scrutinized the young lad, he couldn’t help but notice the firmness of his jawline and the sharpness of his nose, traits that undoubtedly came from his father. Combined with the events of the day, particularly the intrusion into his study and the unauthorized use of his computer, it seemed increasingly likely that Zane was responsible, showcasing an unexpected intelligence Drake’s emotions swirled within him, a tumultuous mix of feelings.
He knew deep down that Zane had no connection to the issues he and Jane faced. The child was innocent, after all. However, the knowledge that Zane was the product of Jane’s affair and that the other man involved might still be in the picture, overwhelmed him with a sense of panic. Drake found himself at a loss, uncertain of how to proceed with Zane in light of these revelations.
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Just then, Jane and Dr. William descended the staircase together. Jane’s face remained
pallid, her ordeal still etched upon her features. Yet, upon catching sight of Zane, she swiftly moved forward, enveloping him in a warm embrace.
“Zane, are you alright?”
“Mummy, I’m fine,” Zane responded promptly, affectionately addressing Jane as his mother.
“Let’s go, sweetheart. Mommy will take you home.”
Zane couldn’t bear to linger any longer. The way Drake regarded him sent shivers down his spine, an unsettling gaze that he couldn’t quite comprehend.
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