Chapter 173

*JAMES SMITH POV*

“Is this serious?”

“Debbie, you came into my life in the most unusual way you could, I never thought I would create such an intense love. Today my greatest desire is to spend the rest of my days by your side, creating and remembering many good memories that we will tell our grandchildren or anyone who wants to hear our love story. You encourage me without saying a single word to be a better companion and father every day, I want to have you until it is no longer possible in life, and I know that I will desire and love you on another plane because if I leave first, Know that I will wait for you so we can be together forever, because I love you.”

“Yes idiot, I’ll marry you.” She responds through tears, she is so moved. I get up and put the ring on her finger, then kiss her sweet lips warmly.

I didn't break our kiss for anything, I took her to bed and took off her clothes, kissed every part of her body until I reached her intimate area, it had been a while since I enjoyed my source of pleasure, my addiction, my temptation. We loved each other all night, we enjoyed every action and position we did, and it was wonderful to be between her legs again, fucking her wet and soft pussy. In the morning we returned home, and there were Kevin and Alisson with our little Ithan in their arms, when he saw his mother he gave a small smile and waited anxiously to be held in his arms. Kevin and I went to the offices, where we started talking about business and resolving some export issues abroad, then we changed the subject and I talked about the marriage proposal.

“Very melodramatic.”

“I know how to be romantic at the right time, unlike you, who never is.”

"I do not need this."

“Not you, but your marriage does.”

“Whatever, huh... How is she about her mother?”

“She didn't comment further, sometimes I catch her lost in thought, maybe she doesn't have time for that since she's always taking care of Ithan.”

“It’s better this way, you shouldn’t martyr yourself or even remember that crazy woman.”

“Speaking of crazy, you reminded me of something...” I opened the office drawer and took out an envelope, threw it on the table, and waited for him to take it. When he opened it, he saw a photo of him with Patricia in the psychiatric room where he was. “I hope you tell me what you did there.”

“Threaten her, so she doesn’t torment Debbie again.”

“I have recordings of you talking for a long time, where she smiles as if there was intimacy with her. Are you cheating on Alisson by any chance?”

“What nonsense is this? I love my wife and I would never cheat on her, especially with that bag of trash.”

“Then why don’t you want to tell me what you talked about?”

“Because that’s none of your business!”

"Excellent!" Maybe it's Debbie and Alisson's business, they'll be very curious to know...” When I got up to call them, Kevin stopped me.

“Get back in that chair now...” He was silent for a while, but soon revealed: “Patricia lied about everything she said to Debbie.”

I didn't say a word for a while, as I was confused by her information, as Patricia was convincing even to me when she talked about her past, including Debbie.

“What the fuck are you saying?”

“She wasn’t lying when she said Debbie was her sister she is, but she’s not the mother. Debbie is not the result of rape, she was taken by Patricia , better yet, Amanda when she was a newborn.”

“What the fuck, how do you know that? How long have you known this?”

"Long time." He responded. “James, you have to understand that this is not about the truth, not about me, but about Debbie.”

“You're confusing me, Kevin.”

“My mother was a great woman, but she fell in love with my father’s executioner and drug addict. After years of marriage, she got involved with a very influential man, and they had a daughter, I thought she would leave my father and that shitty life, but she just walked away and said she was expecting my father's child, but I knew it was a lie. When I left home and entered the underworld, my mother's condition was chaotic, she got into drugs with my father, and in an overdose that ended up dying, Amanda returned home and took the youngest, Debbie."

“What the fuck...”

“I knew what happened, but I didn't try to go after them, it was a time when I didn't want anyone to get in the way of my goals, I couldn't take care of a child in their teens, it wasn't possible. I knew it was her when I met Amanda, better known as Patricia .”

“What are you telling me, Kevin?”

“That Debbie is my sister.” She said loud and clear.

"What?!"

We turned to the door and saw Debbie and Alisson staring at us with looks of astonishment, they had heard our conversation.