Page 62 of The Billionaire's Second Chance
The words hit me like a punch to the gut. Kevin had a child?
The revelation left me frozen, unable to process the shock. I stood there, my mind racing, trying to come to terms with what I had just learned.
Just then, Kevin appeared, his expression a mix of guilt and apprehension.
“Licia, I can explain.”
I couldn’t bear to hear any explanations. I turned and fled to my car, my heart pounding. Without a word, I sped away, my emotions a whirlwind of confusion and pain.
In a panic, I fumbled through my purse for my phone and sent Joey a text:**911**.
She knew what that meant. Her reply came almost immediately:she was on her way to my house.Trembling with anxiety, I managed to keep it together until I got home.
Once inside, I sank onto the couch, burying my face in a throw pillow. I wanted to scream, but the shock kept my mouth shut tight.
The realization hit me hard—what was I thinking, assuming Kevin hadn’t moved on after all these years? I felt like a fool for not anticipating this.
Even so, I didn’t deserve to find out this way. Kevin should have been honest about his son from the beginning, giving me a chance to decide how to handle it rather than springing it on me unexpectedly.
Joey pounded on the door, calling out, “Licia, open up! I’m here!”
I straightened my clothes and answered the door with a strained smile. “Joey, welcome.”
“You can’t fool me with a fake smile. What’s going on?” She pulled me inside with a concerned look.
“It’s nothing serious now that I think about it,” I lied, though my voice wavered.
“Don’t kid me. Sending a 911 text means something serious,” she said, her brows furrowed.
“Actually, I made a shocking discovery today that I needed to share with you,” I said, trying to sound composed.
“Okay, spill it,” Joey said, settling into a chair but keeping her eyes locked on me.
“Kevin has a son,” I said, letting out a small, disbelieving laugh.
Was I losing my mind?
“He what?” Joey’s shock was evident. “Are you sure?”
“The boy looks just like Kevin did as a child. The mother was clear about being Kevin’s son’s mother. What more proof do I need?”
“Was Kevin home? What did he say?” Joey asked, her concern deepening.
“He said he had an explanation, but I didn’t stick around to hear it.”
“I didn’t see this coming. Did he know all along?”
“Don’t let it bother you. I’m fine. It’s really not my business what he does with his life,” I said, though the pain was clear in my voice.
“Come on, Licia. You can’t just brush this off. I can’t believe you’re okay after such a revelation.”
“I’m managing,” I said, though my facade was cracking. “I just needed to talk to someone. Want to grab something to eat?”
Joey eyed me skeptical but agreed. “If you insist. Let’s binge-watch some Netflix. Bring what you have.”
“Netflix sounds perfect,” I agreed, smiling faintly as I went to prepare a bowl of salted popcorn.
“You know me too well.”
