According to the hospital report, the doctor noticed that the child’s blood type and that of the “parents” did not match.
When the DNA test was conducted, the truth came out like a thunderbolt in the middle of the day:
The baby was not Marco Dela Cruz’s child.
The Dela Cruz house, which had previously been full of pride and laughter, suddenly became quiet.
Marco, almost crazy with shame.
My mother-in-law, Aling Corazon, the woman who had told me “whoever has a boy will stay,” was taken to the hospital in shock.
Clarissa, on the other hand, left Manila, taking her fatherless and homeless child with her.
When I heard all that, I was not happy.
I had no celebration in my heart — only peace.
The truth is, I don’t need to win.
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