“You cheated on me.”
“Dear ex-wife,” a tall brunette moves toward me, flashing with icy eyes. “You cheated on me.”
“What are you talking about?” I ask, my voice trembling.
“Let’s do a DNA test. If the daughter is mine, I’ll take her.”
“I won’t give her to you, do you hear me?!” Tears run down my cheeks.
“I need my girl…” He bared his snow-white, strong teeth in a semblance of a smile and looked into my eyes.
“Don’t deny it—the daughter is mine. She’ll go with me. You have five minutes to decide. Answer me ‘yes.’ And I’ll take you both.”