Chapter 955

Isabella’s POV

I sank deeper into my bed, my entire body trembling as I clutched the blanket over my lap. My tears had dried up, but my chest still ached, and my throat felt tight. 

It was happening. Everything I had fought to keep buried for years was about to come to light.

I had known from the moment I saw that little boy in Puerto Rico. 

The same child I had seen with Maddie that night, playing in the snow, was the same one Logan had brought to the hotel lounge. 

The resemblance was undeniable. He was Logan’s son.

I should have known Jason was lying. I should have never trusted him.

That bastard played me.

He made me believe that Layla had taken the abortion pills, that she had lost the baby, and that there was no possibility of Logan ever finding out. But it had all been a lie. 

That child…Little Jason…was the same baby that was never supposed to exist.

I covered my face with my han