At the Hastings Family estate, ever since Yancy Hastings came back, he'd been acting like a madman, directly packing up Fiona Sutton's things and tossing them out the door.
"What are you doing? Are you out of your mind?"
Zion Hastings had already gone out and returned to the Army, so the only person at home was Yancy's mother.
Seeing what Yancy was doing, Mrs. Hastings was furious.
"Mom, stop defending her. She's already admitted it—the kid isn't mine at all. I've been cuckolded. Am I supposed to happily raise another man's son?"
Only Yancy Hastings himself really understood the depth of his rage.
This feeling was even worse than being lied to.
"Fiona's not that kind of person."
Mrs. Hastings spoke up at once. She'd known Fiona for a long time now, and they'd lived together for a while.
The girl had always seemed pretty decent—how could she possibly do something like this?
There had to be some kind of misunderstanding.
