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Mark’s expression changed immediately.
Daniel, shut up.
His voice was low, but he had never heard it sound so tense.
I looked from one man to another.
Tell me what?
Dr. Daniel was still holding my son in his arms.
He seemed unable to look away from the baby’s face.
“His eyes… the shape of his jaw—even that little fold in his ear…
Mark took a step forward.
“I said you’re shutting up.
That’s when the doctor finally turned to me.
“Anna, I’ve known this family for a long time.
It turned out that, many years ago, Daniel had been a young doctor in that same hospital.
And he had treated Mark’s father, George.
But the real secret went back much further.
After Mark’s birth, his mother, Susan, had carefully constructed a whole story around his family.
They had all been told that the Thompson family men shared a rare hereditary combination of physical traits that even appeared mentioned in legal documents related to family inheritance.
It was not a disease.
It was simply a very distinctive combination of inherited features.
Mark didn’t have any of them.
My son does.
Dr. Daniel had noticed it immediately.
“That’s why I was so surprised,” he said. Years ago, George confessed something to me.
Mark closed his eyes.
I joined the bed.
“What did he say?”
Daniel took a deep breath.
“I suspected Mark wasn’t his biological son.
The room was completely silent.
I stared at Mark.
His face had hardened.
What does that have to do with my baby?
Daniel came and gently placed my son in my arms.
Because some of your baby’s features didn’t remind me of Mark.
He paused.
They reminded me of George.
I didn’t understand anything.
Then Mark turned sharply to the door.
“This conversation is over.
“No,” I said.
For the first time in months, my voice sounded so firm that even I was surprised myself.
You came here to talk about my son. So sit down.
Mark stopped.
