CHAPTER 80

Is this bitch talking to me? 'Evan. There has to be some kind of mistake. Jevan is your..." 'I said don't say another word. You know what, I can't take this shit in my life anymore. Since I fell for you, you've done nothing but hurt me! I tried my all for you. I tried my best to be good for you and to please you and make you happy, and this is the thanks I get Jasmine? Lying to me about Jevan being my son when you knew damn well that you were sleeping with other guys!" 'I didn't slept with anyone else! He's your son!" I still shouted. 'I WANT YOU OUT OF MY HOUSE! TAKE YOUR STUFF, YOUR CLOTHES, YOUR SHOES, BAGS AND YOUR BABY AND GET YOUR ASS OUT MY HOUSE!!" His eyes went dark and mine started flooding with tears. The heart I still had for him, came crashing down to my toes. 'Evan, please don't do this," I begged as the tears poured down my face. He moved away me but I stayed where I stood. Aria looked at me and shook her head with a smirk. I didn't even care, I kept on crying. After five minutes, Evan came back and handed me a check for One Million Dollars. 'That should be more than enough to take care of you and him until you find yourself another job." 'I don't want your money!" I snapped and tore the check into tiny of pieces and threw it at his face. Rage and madness stirred in my stomach. 'He's your son! You can't just check him off like he's nothing!" I yelled again. 'Jasmine, you have an hour to pack. I'll have to maids assist you. I don't want to see you or hear anything from you ever again." He left. I watched as he and his evil fiancée climbed the staircase and went into their bedroom. I went into the guest room I had occupied for months while staying here. Jevan was wide awake in his crib but he wasn't making a sound. He only looked on with sad eyes like if he knew what had happened between Evan and I. I packed. I packed up everything, making sure I hadn't left anything behind which would remind Evan of me. The maids carried the stuff to a U-HAUL transportation which had been waiting outside to take me away. Lastly, I raised Jevan into my arms. 'It's going to be okay baby. We're going to be fine," I said to him and more tears slipped out my eyes again. Jevan looked up into my eyes and his little hands brushed my cheeks as if he was saying don't cry mommy. He gave me a small smile when a tear fell on his hand. How could that DNA test said Evan wasn't the father of this clone of him my hands? How could this have happened? Without worrying my head about it anymore, I left the bedroom. I walked towards the living room and he was standing at the main entrance door, looking at us. I walked up to him. 'You're going to look at him and say this isn't your son? You going to let a piece of paper determine this isn't your son?" 'Have a nice life Jasmine." 'Go to hell Evan Hollen," I replied and got into the UHAUL vehicle without looking back at him. Since the apartment had been unoccupied for months, I was certain the landlord had already rented it out to someone else. I had no choice but to go to the penthouse Evan had given my mother and sister. Thankfully it was Saturday. Zenia didn't had classes and she knew I was coming. 'He put you and the baby out the house?!" she asked with a shout as I walked in the door. She took Jevan out my tired arms and we walked over to a couch. 'Zen, I don't know what to do anymore. I don't know what happened. He did a DNA test and the test stated that he wasn't the father," I began to cry again. 'Well who else could it be? If he's not the father, who else you slept with Jasmine?" 'Are you kidding me right now Zenia! Are you really kidding me? I never slept with nobody else! Why is that so hard for everyone to believe?" 'Maybe because you were rolling around with Bradley." I threw myself back on the seat, covered my shameful face with my hands to let the tears fall again. 'Jasmine." 'What?" 'There's someone at the door." I wiped my face with the hem on my dress and went to the door. 'Evan called me," Emma said as she stepped inside. She looked me dead in the eyes before asking, 'Who's the father, Jasmine?" Jasmine's POV Emma and I sat down on the patio while Zenia was inside with Jevan. 'Jasmine, I need you to be very honest with me. I'm not here to judge you or yell at you and belittle you. I'm here for the truth. Can someone else be the father of baby Jevan?" I shook my head no. 'Could Bradley Pittsburg had drugged you and had sex with you without your permission and knowledge?" 'No Emma!" I snapped at her but quickly regretted it. 'It never got to a stage where anything like that could have happened. I know what I did at the Gala was messed up, and I know why Evan had doubts in the beginning, but I never slept with Bradley or anyone else for that matter. I was always conscious when I was with Bradley, and never once had he forced himself onto me. We never even kissed. It was just a friendly get together whenever we got together and nothing more."