The Best Revenge It Wasn't Even Your Child novel Chapter 395

“No.” Lance didn’t even hesitate.

Aaron had only meant that the idea was ridiculous, but when he heard how sure Lance sounded, he got curious.

“How can you be so certain Catherine’s baby isn’t from a donor?”

“Just a feeling,” Lance said. His gut told him Catherine was hiding something.

He knew her better than most. Catherine had been with him for years, and for two of those years, they’d been together almost every day. He understood her habits and her secrets.

“Lance, should I keep looking into it?” Aaron asked on the other end.

Lance answered with one word. “Yes.” Then he ended the call.

He slipped his phone into his pocket, glanced up at the window on the second floor, and got in his car. As he drove off, he noticed the glint of a Rolls-Royce Phantom parked in the yard of the apartment next door. Lance frowned a little. A car like that didn’t belong in a place like this. The apartment complex was worth maybe a few million at most, but that car was worth so much more. Still, he didn’t dwell on it and sped away.

In the darkness upstairs, Catherine stood by the window, watching the taillights disappear. She finally let herself breathe, then turned and crawled into bed.

Meanwhile, Jasper’s illness had Lorinda in a panic. She stayed up all night googling every worst-case scenario about babies with fevers. Most of the articles said it was normal for kids to get sick, but Lorinda couldn’t stop fixating on the scary stuff. Stories about fevers causing brain damage, headlines about cerebral palsy or leukemia, and warnings that high fevers could leave kids deaf or with lifelong problems. Those were all she could think about.

[What if Jasper is really sick?]

[We just moved to Eldervale, and this apartment is basically brand new. What if there’s still formaldehyde in the air?]

[His fever hit almost 104. Will that ruin his IQ?]

[I read that some kids go deaf from a high fever. What if that happens to him?]

Catherine answered every message, one after another. But Lorinda was too scared to pay attention. She just kept spiraling deeper into her worries.

By the time morning came, Lorinda had finally crashed, falling asleep from exhaustion.

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