Ross turned around to see his aunt, standing right behind him. He threw the cigarette off.
"Who is she?"
"Probably the mother of my child..."
Ross said and Melinda was taken aback by his words. She kept her eyes upon him, trying to figure out if he was being serious about it or just playing around because he had a history of doing so.
"You are serious...aren't you?"
Melinda implored when there he did not flutter his eyes or move his lips and kept up with his straight face.
"Or are you not? ...it is not right to joke about these things..."
Melinda stressed and Ross looked away. He knew that she was the one but he had no idea if she gave birth to their child.
"Remember I told you about my donation?"
He started and Melinda could not believe that he went with it. He did say about it. Josephine and his uncle, her husband were against it and tried to speak him out of it but seemed like he went with it anyway.
