CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

Jackson had betrayed his trust and friendship, and there was nothing more that Shane hated than betrayals.

Natalie accepted her husband's response with a nod. “Okay. Do you think we can find Jacqueline again?”

Knowing Shane, he would have already acted to bring Jacqueline back as soon as she laid a finger on the twins.

However, a day had passed and the woman was still at large. Hence, Natalie surmised that it would not be easy to

find her.

Shane was quiet for a few seconds. “We will,” he said with conviction. “I'm sure of that.”

He would search every corner of the world for that woman's whereabouts. It would only be a matter of time before

he made her pay for what she did.

Appeased by his words, Natalie turned her attention back on her daughter, staring at the supine figure with

saddened eyes.

Just then, Mrs. Wilson came back with a big paper bag filled with breakfast items she had procured. “Madam, you're

here,” she greeted.

“Mrs. Wilson.” Natalie forced out a smile.

“Would you put the breakfast on the table, please, Mrs. Wilson?” Shane asked.

Answering in the affirmative, Mrs. Wilson headed to the coffee table in front of the couch and started taking out the

items from the paper bag.

Shane carried Connor over before heading back for Natalie. “Come and eat something,” he cajoled.

His wife shook her head, gaze never leaving her daughter. “I don't have the appetite. You go ahead.”

Shane frowned in disapproval. “I know you're worried about Sharon, but you need to eat. Don't forget you're

pregnant. It won't do the baby any good if you don't take care of yourself.”

Unable to rebuke, Natalie lowered her head.

The man reached for her hand and pulled her to her feet. “Come on. There's a surprise waiting for you after

breakfast.”

“What is it?”

Shane smiled mysteriously. “You'll see.”

Curiosity piqued, his wife followed him to the table without further probing.

After breakfast, Mrs. Wilson took Connor to the bathroom to brush his teeth. Meanwhile, Shane went to retrieve a

folder which he handed to his wife.

“Here's my surprise,” he said. “Open it.”

Natalie shot him a confused glance before removing the contents from the folder. It was the result of a paternity

test.

She raised a brow. “Is this the test between Jasmine and Warren?”

“Not quite,” Shane said, slightly amused. “Their results will come out soon, either today or tomorrow.”

“Oh. Whose are these, then?”

He looked at her deeply. “Mine and the twins.”

Natalie thought she had heard wrong. “Yours and...?”

Her husband nodded. “Turn to the last page,” he told her warmly.

Despite her confusion, Netelie complied. She gesped out loud when she sew the concluding stetement on the pege

thet confirmed Shene wes the biologicel fether of her two children.

“But... Thet's impossible!” she muttered disbelievingly. He's the fether of the twins? Their ectuel birth fether? How

cen this be?

“Why's thet?” Shene smiled.

Netelie tried to orgenize her disoriented thoughts into words. “You... There were other peternity tests thet seid

otherwise, remember? You did it twice. Connor did it once, end even I went end tested for you end the children. The

results of ell those times were negetive. So this cen't be reel...”

“But it is,” the men seid firmly. He then told her of the hemolysis thet hed occurred when he tried to give blood to

Sheron.

Lips quivering, Netelie fell silent. So this test is reel?

“Then... Why did the previous tests come beck negetive?” she esked softly, voice crecking.

“I heve reesons to suspect thet Sem hired someone to meddle with the results for the tests thet I did. They could

heve switched the children's DNA semples in edvence. As for Connor's test, I think Stenley might heve something to

do with it. You know how he feels ebout you. He wes efreid thet you would merry me if I wes the biologicel fether of

the children. I don't heve en explenetion for the test you did, though.”

Despite her confusion, Natalie complied. She gasped out loud when she saw the concluding statement on the page

that confirmed Shane was the biological father of her two children.

“But... That's impossible!” she muttered disbelievingly. He's the father of the twins? Their actual birth father? How

can this be?

“Why's that?” Shane smiled.

Natalie tried to organize her disoriented thoughts into words. “You... There were other paternity tests that said

otherwise, remember? You did it twice. Connor did it once, and even I went and tested for you and the children. The

results of all those times were negative. So this can't be real...”

“But it is,” the man said firmly. He then told her of the hemolysis that had occurred when he tried to give blood to

Sharon.

Lips quivering, Natalie fell silent. So this test is real?

“Then... Why did the previous tests come back negative?” she asked softly, voice cracking.

“I have reasons to suspect that Sam hired someone to meddle with the results for the tests that I did. They could

have switched the children's DNA samples in advance. As for Connor's test, I think Stanley might have something to

do with it. You know how he feels about you. He was afraid that you would marry me if I was the biological father of

the children. I don't have an explanation for the test you did, though.”