Nine

Maryann, quickly followed Andrew into the room he went in and knelt beside him with one knee as she sat on the sofa.

“What do you want?”

He asked her.

“I was so stupid when I did all that I did and when I said all those things I said. I didn't mean them…”

“We are divorced, Maryann and nothing can bring us together.”

He plainly said to her as she shook her head in disagreement.

“No. Your son! Alex. Alex has a heart problem and needs a heart transplant, you can't just say we are over? He is your son.”

She spoke the word that broke the camel's back. She isn't joking, else Andrew would have burst into laughter.

“Which is a lie? Alex having a heart problem or he is my son?”

He roared angrily and Maryann, trembled within. She isn't going to succumb to his display, she is the fearless princess who knows how to play her cards well.

“All is true my darling, Alex is our flesh and blood. I only said that because... Because, I know we couldn't get the money for the transplant at the