On the day of our engagement, my ex-girlfriend, who had let me down and made me embarrassed, suddenly came to me with the child in her arms and said that the child was mine and that she wanted to live a good life with me. I took my child and went straight to the hospital for a paternity test. The report showed that the child and I were not related by blood. My mother stabbed me as soon as I kicked my ex-girlfriend away. "You forced her to drink when she was pregnant, causing the child's genes to mutate and fail the paternity test. What a beast!"
