Natasha's cold remark stunned Yasmin.
"Won't it be unfair to Aron?" Yasmin straightened her spine and faced her. "He should know who his biological parents are. I don't think it is good to hide about his father, no matter how bad he is."
"You are talking about Sean, the man who used Amber and dumped her like a tissue," Natasha said, her voice becoming sharper with each word. "He refused to accept her baby. He has no right to him. Amber handed over his custody to Earl. So, Earl is his legal guardian… his father."
Yasmin realized there would be no end to this debate. She decided not to stretch this conversation further. "I get it. Don't be upset now. Come and sit." She pushed the stroller toward the sofa.
"My babies are so cute. Do you know who I am? Aunt Yasmin." She gently rubbed their noses, one by one.
"Where is Declan? Is he working?" Natasha directed her gaze to the study upstairs as she sat down.
