He was too close to her.
So close that with a gentle sniff, she could detect the faint fragrance emanating from him.
Angela suddenly felt a looming threat.
Carlos must have looked up some information about her, finding out she hadn't remarried, and maybe even discovered Eddie. But she wasn't sure, so she didn't dare mention Eddie, fearing it would expose everything.
She couldn't explain Eddie's existence and clung to a slim hope.
"I told you, I haven't had a kid, so I haven't!"
"Not talking, huh?" Carlos's towering figure was now looming over her, as he abruptly grabbed her hands and pinned them behind her.
"Carlos, let go!"
While Carlos was distracted, staring at her stomach, Angela bit his neck in a fit of rage.
Carlos stepped back in pain.
Angela tried to roll off the bed, but Carlos was quicker, grabbing her legs and pulling her back.
He pushed her down on the bed, his tone icy as he warned, "Think you can escape?"
Angela fought back desperately, her small hands beating futilely against Carlos's unmoving body.
He remained unfazed.
Terrified, she screamed, "What are you doing?"
"Whether you've had a kid or not, we'll find out by having sex."
With a swift motion, Carlos tore her clothes, exposing her flat, smooth abdomen.
Angela yellled in surprise, "Carlos, you're crazy!"
She felt a deep sense of violation.
Carlos ignored her struggles, his eyes scanning her belly until they landed on a faint scar, possibly from a C-section.
He gently touched the scar.
Though it was barely visible, his sharp eyes caught it, and he grew suspicious.
"What's this?" he asked.
Angela quickly said, "It's a surgery scar."
"A cesarean section?" Carlos squinted.
Angela explained, "It's from an appendectomy."
Clearly, this didn't ease his doubts.
He didn't believe her; he only trusted himself.
Carlos intended to further examine and violate her, prompting her to grab a pillow and fiercely hurl it at him, cursing in frustration, "Idiot! Carlos, you idiot!"
The pillow flew at him.
Carlos dodged easily.
It knocked over an $800,000 crystal vase behind him, shattering it to pieces.
Through gritted teeth, Angela said, "You're insane!"
What was he trying to do?
If this were the past, when she was his wife, they could have a normal sexual relationship.
But now, she wasn't his wife anymore, and she couldn't accept such intimacy between them.
Carlos's face stiffened.
"Did you just insult me?"
Seeing her torn clothes, which matched Eddie's, Angela was heartbroken. She slapped him hard across the face. "So what if I did? You're a psycho! A jerk!"
Meanwhile, the doctor, butler, and bodyguards burst in after hearing the commotion. They were shocked to see Angela cursing at Carlos and quickly covered their mouths.
This woman actually dared to hit Carlos!
Carlos frowned slightly, touching the spot where she slapped him, anger brewing in his eyes.
He turned to see the stunned onlookers, his gaze growing colder.
Everyone immediately looked down, not daring to meet his eyes.
Carlos ordered, "Bring the child here!"
Five minutes later, Madison brought Sidney in.
Angela froze at the sight of Sidney.
Sidney looked just like Carlos.
Was this Carlos's child? With another woman?
Seeing Angela's bewildered expression, Carlos demanded, "You don't recognize your own kid?"
Shocked, Angela stammered, "My kid?"
Carlos pressed, "You don't recognize him, or are you denying him because Sidney has a mental disability? You just give birth and don't take responsibility?"
Angela retorted, "I'm not that kind of cruel woman. If this were my child, I wouldn't deny him because of his intellectual disabilities!"
She had only given birth to two children, one had died, and the other, named Eddie, had been their companion for years.
But she had to keep Eddie's identity a secret.
She feared that if Carlos found out about Eddie, he would retaliate and take away her custody.
Carlos, holding Sidney, demanded, "Then how do you explain your pregnancy history?"
Angela quickly replied, "This child is definitely not mine!"
Carlos, losing patience, ordered his subordinates, "Draw her blood for a DNA test!"
With that, he turned and left with Sidney.
"Carlos!"
Angela chased to the door but was held back by the bodyguards. She struggled and gritted her teeth.
"This is illegal detention! I can sue you!"
One of the bodyguards sneered.
"Ms. Parker, don't waste your breath. You really wanna go broke suing Carlos?"
Fighting Carlos in court would indeed bankrupt her!
Angela felt a wave of frustration.
Outside, two doctors entered the room.
Angela was quickly pinned to the bed. The doctor tied a tourniquet around her arm and prepared to draw blood.
Angela watched as the sterilized needle pierced her skin, her blood flowing into the vial. She could only watch helplessly as her blood was taken.
In a cozy children's room, Madison Jones gently laid Sidney on the bed and tucked him in.
Carlos stood at the door. A bodyguard approached him and said, "Mr. Murphy, the doctor has drawn the blood. It's being sent for testing. Results will be ready in about three days."
Three days for results.
Carlos clearly had no patience for that.
"I'll give you one day, tops."