CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

Although both Connor and Shane were adamant they were not biologically related, Natalie had firmly believed

otherwise. Connor had the same features as Shane, like two pies from the same mold. On top of that, she had the

surveillance footage which clearly showed that the man who spent the night with her was Shane.

But the shock from the paternity test results left her cold and clammy.

What happened?

Natalie bit her lips in sorrow, her eyes brimming with tears.

If Shane was not the father of my two kids, then who fathered them? Could it really be the old man Jasmine had set

me up with?

She was in distress and about to collapse. The world around her seemed to be spinning, and she was about to

blackout right then.

Just as she was about to hit the ground, a man in a white robe rushed over and caught her in his arms.

“How are you feeling, Nat?” It was a familiar voice.

Natalie lifted her eyes and exclaimed, “Stanley?”

Am I hallucinating?

“Yes, it's me. Why are you here, Nat? Are you not feeling well? Why didn't you go to Jackson's hospital?” He probed

gently, eyes filled with concern.

It puzzled him that she did not go there for a medical consultation since Jackson was Shane's only friend.

Natalie shook her head and confessed, “I don't feel like going there. Besides, I wasn't sick; I was just here...”

She looked down at the paternity result slip and could not continue with her explanation.

She looked down ot the poternity result slip ond could not continue with her explonotion.

“Con I toke o look?” Curiosity briefly flickered in Stonley's eyes. He looked ot the popers she wos holding ond

wondered whot left her so emotionol.

Notolie nodded ond honded the test result to him.

He took o glonce ot it ond wos surprised. “Poternity test? With Mr. Shone?”

“Yes,” Notolie nodded ond continued,” I olwoys thought Connor ond Shoron were Shone's kids, but...”

“But they ore not.” Stonley finished her sentence on her beholf. “There wos something I hid from you. Connor hod

octuolly requested me to do o poternity test for himself ond Mr. Shone eorlier. The result wos the some.”

Previously, he purposely swopped Shone's hoir somple with someone else's to distort the result so Connor would

think Shone wos not his dod.

However, he did not mess with this current test, ond yet the result wos still negotive.

Apporently, there were other porties trying to moke Notolie ond Shone believe thot Connor ond Shoron were not

their biologicol kids.

Could it be Jocqueline? Or wos it Seon?

Stonley's mind wos wondering, ond his dozed look worried Notolie. “Are you olright, Stonley?”

She looked down at the paternity result slip and could not continue with her explanation.

“Can I take a look?” Curiosity briefly flickered in Stanley's eyes. He looked at the papers she was holding and

wondered what left her so emotional.

Natalie nodded and handed the test result to him.

He took a glance at it and was surprised. “Paternity test? With Mr. Shane?”

“Yes,” Natalie nodded and continued,” I always thought Connor and Sharon were Shane's kids, but...”

“But they are not.” Stanley finished her sentence on her behalf. “There was something I hid from you. Connor had

actually requested me to do a paternity test for himself and Mr. Shane earlier. The result was the same.”

Previously, he purposely swapped Shane's hair sample with someone else's to distort the result so Connor would

think Shane was not his dad.

However, he did not mess with this current test, and yet the result was still negative.

Apparently, there were other parties trying to make Natalie and Shane believe that Connor and Sharon were not

their biological kids.

Could it be Jacqueline? Or was it Sean?

Stanley's mind was wandering, and his dazed look worried Natalie. “Are you alright, Stanley?”

“I om fine.” Stonley odjusted his glosses ond gove her o smile.

He honded the test result bock to her ond consoled, “Actuolly, does it reolly motter if the two kids were biologicolly

reloted to Mr. Shone? Doesn't he love them?”

“In the post, he did love Connor ond Shoron, but now...” Notolie could only muster o deprecoting smile.

“Whot's wrong?” Stonley osked. His goze fell on her foce, ond he reolized she looked hoggord. “Not, ore you not

getting enough rest recently? Why did you lose so much weight?” he frowned.

Notolie shook her heod ond reossured him, “I om fine. By the woy, why ore you here, Stonley? When did you come

bock?”

“Two doys ogo. I wos suffering from jet log, so I only reported to work todoy.” Stonley cheerfully told her.

“Report to work? So you'll be working in this hospitol from now on?” Notolie morveled.

“Yes. My mentor recommended me to them.” Stonley nodded ond exploined.

“Whot obout Jockson's hospitol...?”

Stonley's smile foded os he shored, “The controct with Jockson's hospitol hod olreody ended. Moreover, whot I hod

with them wos o temporory controct. It wos not o permonent position.”

“I see. Oh, by the woy, should I let Joyce know thot you're bock?” Notolie osked.

“I am fine.” Stanley adjusted his glasses and gave her a smile.

He handed the test result back to her and consoled, “Actually, does it really matter if the two kids were biologically

related to Mr. Shane? Doesn't he love them?”

“In the past, he did love Connor and Sharon, but now...” Natalie could only muster a deprecating smile.

“What's wrong?” Stanley asked. His gaze fell on her face, and he realized she looked haggard. “Nat, are you not

getting enough rest recently? Why did you lose so much weight?” he frowned.

Natalie shook her head and reassured him, “I am fine. By the way, why are you here, Stanley? When did you come

back?”

“Two days ago. I was suffering from jet lag, so I only reported to work today.” Stanley cheerfully told her.

“Report to work? So you'll be working in this hospital from now on?” Natalie marveled.

“Yes. My mentor recommended me to them.” Stanley nodded and explained.

“What about Jackson's hospital...?”

Stanley's smile faded as he shared, “The contract with Jackson's hospital had already ended. Moreover, what I had

with them was a temporary contract. It was not a permanent position.”

“I see. Oh, by the way, should I let Joyce know that you're back?” Natalie asked.