"What's the matter, Mom?" Paul arched his head and smirked, a hint of mischief dancing in his eyes.
In response, William decided it was time to reveal the truth that had been hidden for far too long. He spoke abruptly, with a sense of determination. "Paul, I'm your father."
The revelation hit Paul like a tidal wave. His initial reaction was one of disbelief, and then, a disconcerting wave of manic laughter overtook him.
"Oh, my goodness. So, am I the seed of two different people?" he quipped, unable to contain his laughter, the consequences of his recent stay at the mental hospital now glaringly evident.
Anne, her patience worn thin, couldn't help but shout, "Paul!"
Paul's response remained remarkably calm, his voice steady as he addressed his mother. "Why are you yelling at me, Mom? My ear is going to bleed," he retorted, his tone tinged with sarcasm.
