Divorced Heiress
Chapter 48

ALEXANDER.

Sarah's unexpected return caused a stir in more than one person, including myself, and it was not just because of the cold and tough person she had become, a strong woman who was not intimidated by anyone. There were no traces left of the Sarah from before, and I had a bad taste in my mouth thinking that I had a lot to do with her change.

More than one person was amazed by her, even Alexis, in fact, showed great progress in his therapies since that night he saw her. I didn't know where he found the strength to apologize to Gina for his behavior towards Sarah.

For a moment, I thought he recognized her from the news because he mentioned her name several times until I heard the truth from her own mouth, and I felt inexplicably uncomfortable and annoyed.

They met that night at the place I should have never taken him, I found it surprising how much of a coincidence it was.

Since Alexis told me, I'd been wondering why she didn't tell me herself. Until she told me she didn't know she had a twin, then I concluded that she thought the person she saw years ago was me and not him. Was that why she knew my name in college? It all made sense now.

Not only was Alexis fascinated by her, but I also added myself to the long list when I saw her after a long time at the welcome banquet. Flashback.

After successfully finishing the opening parade, a representative from Doinel approached me to inform me about the project they would be carrying out. I had no idea that Doinel was looking for an American brand to collaborate with, immediately I was interested when they said that my company was the most qualified for this project, I just had to send a proposal and talk to the collaboration manager.

Sarah.

She told me she was expecting me at the banquet and immediately I ordered my assistant to prepare a good proposal and focus on the most beneficial project with minimal risk, it was the best I could do in the shortest time, it was just a matter of modification. In the banquet hall, I was finishing giving instructions to my assistant when I saw the delicate and elegant silhouette of a woman on the dance floor, it was impossible for me to take my eyes off her. That woman was naturally beautiful, her beauty left me momentarily speechless.

-Who is that woman?- I asked my assistant who was sitting next to me at the table assigned to the Lancasters.

I hoped Cristina knew something about that classy woman who had me amazed and without even being able to clearly see her face, as I had never seen her before, otherwise, I would have remembered her.

I carefully observed her exposed back, thanks to the neckline of that dress that made her stand out from the others. Her brown hair was motionless on her shoulder, giving me a wonderful view of her white and delicate skin.

Her silver dress swayed from side to side as she danced with an older man whose face I couldn't see either. Maybe that man was her father, as they both danced to the music, immersed in a conversation that only they knew. But that idea vanished when Cristina replied.

-It's Sarah Petit, sir, your ex-wife.- My heart skipped a beat upon hearing Cristina's words, I looked at her unable to believe that she was talking about that woman I divorced more than three years ago.

The same woman I saw on Mike's security cameras the night before.

My ex-wife? Sarah Petit.

End of flashback.

She awakened something in me, and it puzzled me because it was impossible not to get angry every time I saw her with another man. And I went insane when the same woman who approached me at the parade gave me news that I didn't expect at all. Sarah had a son.

And my mood worsened when she confirmed it herself.I took advantage of the fact that Leonardo Doinel invited me to his house to face her and have her clarify what she tried to tell me on the phone. I had a vague feeling in my chest that wouldn't leave me. Standing in front of her, with that child in her arms, the same one I made cry when I stumbled upon him and dirtied my pants with that cream.

For some strange reason, I felt miserable an hour later, a discomfort lodged in my chest and it was much more than guilt for not measuring my actions with an innocent.

I understood everything when she uttered those words.

- You are the father of my child.-

I plunged into a state of shock from which I luckily emerged in time, my body trembled secretly and my heart shrank.

I was a father.

Sarah had my child.

I had a firstborn and until now I had no idea.

I missed such a wonderful stage, I missed the pregnancy, the birth, and the growth of my heir.

A Lancaster.

I felt overwhelmed by the mix of feelings. I wanted to scold Sarah for hiding such important information from me, for both of us. I wanted to hug her with that child in between. I wanted to snatch the child away and shout in her face that she had no right to keep me away from my child for so many years.

In the end, all I did was shed a tear without taking my eyes off the little dark-Haired boy who was hiding from me, he was so afraid of me, he looked at me as if I were a monster and in that moment I became one without realizing it.

Tristan's rejection was as painful as a rusted dagger stabbing my heart over and over without mercy.

My own son despised me, didn't even want to see me.

With Alexis, I felt miserable and like the worst person in the world for what I had done, but nothing compared to seeing the fear in my son's honey-colored eyes and how he treated another man as if he were his father. That was going to change today.

Nerves bubbled in my system and I looked with a smile on my face at the gift I had in my hands, I chose it myself and hoped he would like it, although I had no idea what a three-year-old would like. The children's park was big, however, the location Sarah gave me was accurate and it wasn't difficult to find them.

- Hello. - I greeted nervously. - I'm sorry if I made you wait.-

I looked at Sarah for a few seconds, who was happily talking to the little version of me, and a feeling of warmth settled in my chest. I looked away towards Tristan, afraid he would reject me again, but to my luck, his tender gaze studied me from head to toe. - Hello, don't worry, we arrived not long ago. - Sarah said, erasing the beautiful smile she had before I arrived and whispered something to Tristan who was in her arms.

- Hello. - He waved his little hand in greeting and my heart melted, erasing the negative thoughts immediately.

- Little Tristan, I brought you a gift. - I handed him the gift-wrapped box and his eyes lit up.

He reached out to take it, but he stopped before looking at Sarah, as if he was waiting for her approval.

- Go ahead, it's yours. - She said with a smile that made her look even more beautiful than she already was.

The honey-colored eyes of the little one looked at me timidly and I couldn't help but smile at him. There was no doubt that he was my son, he looked so much like me, I could even compare it to a photograph of myself as a child and anyone could say it was the same person.

Tristan took the box and with Sarah's help, he opened it, his brow furrowed in confusion as he saw the contents and Sarah looked at me as if I were crazy.

- A tablet? For a three-year-old? - Although it seemed like a scolding, she looked amused at my gift.

I felt embarrassed because it was the first thing that came to mind. I repeat, I didn't know what a three-year-old would like.

- Yes, well, for him to watch cartoons, they installed more than a hundred children's games. Is that wrong? - I asked fearfully, afraid that I had chosen a bad gift. Sarah cleared her throat and hid her amused expression.

-No, it's okay for the first time. You've tried and that's what matters. But Mom, are we going to keep this gift and use it at home, right?- She spoke to Tristan as if they had their own language, and I looked at them in awe as the dark-Haired boy handed her the box without hesitating.

-Yes, Mom. Thank you, sir.- My heart melted for the second time in less than five minutes, and I wanted to lift him in my arms, give him a hug, feel his warmth and his little body, but that could scare him, so I held back. Everything in due time.

-It's nothing, son.- That word came out so naturally that I felt inexplicably happy, like a child in an amusement park.

Sarah looked at me in surprise, her body was still, and I was afraid she would drop the child from her arms. I couldn't think of anything else to bring her out of that state than to say.

-Before we have our conversation, I invite you to have ice cream.-