Denver's POV
"We don't need a DNA test for this matter, do we?" I asked her, raising an anxious brow.
"Denver, you can't just barge into my house any way you want and interrupt our peace!" Elbert sparked up in annoyance.
"I wouldn't have been here if you hadn't taken my belongings hostage," I said almost immediately and he scoffed.
"Hostage?" He looked at me and then back at Cecilia. "She is here on her own free will, and I would never stop her if she wants to leave." He added seriously.
"I'm not leaving with him and neither are my children following him." Cecilia's cold voice found its way into our conversation, she couldn't even look me in the eyes.
"Celia, I'm trying to stay calm right now. If you don't want to come with me, fine but you can't deprive me of the rights of my children." I said calmly.
"Do you deserve them? I mean, do you deserve to be a father?" She asked curtly.
