On Our Wedding Day My Husband Announced His First Love Online-Chapter 163: DNA Paternity Test Results

"My brother was just saying that because he was angry..."

"I’m not so sure." Sebastian Forrest chuckled. "Besides, he just said it again..."

I didn’t quite understand what he meant.

As if sensing my confusion, Sebastian Forrest added, "What I mean is, you and your brother might not be full siblings."

"How is that possible?" I retorted instinctively.

Sebastian Forrest gently patted my back, as if to soothe me and tell me not to get too worked up. "It’s just a suspicion. When I visited your home last time, I saw your family portrait. Your parents’ features are very similar to your brother’s, but not to yours..."

"That... that doesn’t prove I’m not my parents’ daughter." I still couldn’t accept it.

’My father died in a car accident saving me.’

’And my mother dotes on me completely. How could they not be my biological parents?’

"We can just do a DNA test."

My heart couldn’t help but tighten. "A DNA test..."

"Coincidentally, we can do that right here at my hospital." The doctor beside them looked at Sebastian Forrest. "Should I arrange one for Mrs. Forrest?"

Sebastian Forrest looked at me. "Do you want to?"

I couldn’t help but hesitate. Although I was certain in my heart that I was my parents’ biological daughter, now that a doubt had been planted, I had to be sure. It would be worse to let it fester.

"Okay, I’ll do it."

"In that case, Mrs. Forrest, please follow me. I’ll have someone arrange the DNA test for you right away."

「...」

Soon, I was following Dr. Donovan to a room labeled "Sample Collection."

After a short while, a young nurse led me into the collection room.

"You’re Miss Joyce, correct?"

I quickly nodded. "Yes, that’s me."

"Alright, I’m going to draw your blood now. Please hold out your right arm."

The so-called blood draw was much like a routine blood test at the hospital. They only needed a small vial’s worth.

After the blood was drawn, I pressed a cotton swab to the spot and stood up.

"All done. Miss Joyce, you can wait outside, please."

"How long will it take to get the results?"

"Eight hours, at the earliest."

"Okay, thank you."

After thanking her, I pushed myself up and walked out.

The baby in my belly was almost four months along now. Although you could only see a slight bump in my lower abdomen, my movements were already becoming a bit sluggish.

Just as I opened the door to leave, the young nurse’s phone suddenly rang.

"Hello, President Grant..."

When I heard the two words "President Grant," I turned back reflexively, but the door had already closed.

"What’s wrong?"

Seeing me come out, Sebastian Forrest, who had been talking with the doctor, quickly walked over. "Are you not feeling well?"

"No," I said, shaking my head.

"Are you tired?" Sebastian Forrest wrapped an arm around my waist. "Let’s go home for now."

"But the report..."

"Dr. Donovan said he’ll notify us as soon as the results are in."

「...」

Sebastian Forrest wanted to take me home to rest, but I still had work to finish at the company, so of course, I refused.

"My wife is working so hard. Are you planning on becoming my sugar mama in the future?"

I rubbed my chin with an air of seriousness, pretending to ponder for a moment. "Well, it’s not entirely out of the question."

Sebastian Forrest’s lips curved into a silent smile. "In that case, I’d better be on my best behavior and serve you well."

He made the word ’serve’ sound so full of innuendo that I blushed and turned away, pretending not to understand his hidden meaning.

The truth was, ever since we got our marriage certificate, Sebastian Forrest had held me every night as we slept. But he never did anything more. He would always end up taking a cold shower to cool himself down, saying he was afraid of hurting the baby.

While I felt bad seeing him suffer like that, I was too embarrassed to tell him that it’s actually fine after the first trimester.

’As long as it’s not too rough or vigorous...’ 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Back at the company, I went straight into the recording booth. I was busy all afternoon, and just as it was nearing the end of the workday, I pushed open the door and saw Sebastian Forrest sitting on a bench just outside.

"What are you doing here?"

Sebastian Forrest stood up with a light chuckle and naturally took my hand. "I finished up my work, so I thought I’d come wait for you to get off."

"Then wait for me a moment. I need to go back to my office."

"Together."

"Oh, right..." I said, as if I’d just remembered something. "Are the DNA test results back yet?"

"Not yet..."

But just as the words left Sebastian Forrest’s mouth, the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

It was a call from Dr. Donovan.

"Hello, President Forrest. Mrs. Forrest’s DNA test results are in."

Sebastian Forrest glanced at me instinctively. "And what are the results?"

The moment he said that, my heart leaped into my throat.

"Miss Chelsea Joyce and Mr. Donovan Joyce’s results are consistent with a sibling relationship..."

"Consistent?" Sebastian Forrest’s brow furrowed. "Are you sure there’s no mistake in the results?"

There was a brief pause on the other end of the line, as if the person was choosing their words carefully. "Well, when it comes to DNA testing, determining the relationship between siblings is considered a complex analysis, because they inherit DNA from both parents..."

"I don’t want to hear a bunch of nonsense. I’m just asking you, are the results accurate?"

"There’s at least an eighty percent accuracy rate."

Sebastian Forrest pressed his lips together, his brow still slightly furrowed. His voice was low as he said, "Alright, I understand. Thank you, Dr. Donovan."

"Of course, President Forrest."

Seeing Sebastian Forrest hang up the phone, I wrapped my arms around his. "See? Why the long face? I told you I’m my parents’ biological daughter. My brother was just spouting nonsense."

But Sebastian Forrest’s brow remained tightly knitted. "I still feel like these results are wrong..."

I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. "The results are in. How can they be wrong?"

"I trust my intuition."

"..."

I figured he was just being stubborn because he dislikes my brother. I hugged his arm and changed the subject. "Let’s not worry about this. Let’s go home. I’m hungry."

Sebastian Forrest sighed and helplessly ruffled the top of my hair. He was about to speak when a set of hurried footsteps sounded outside the door. A moment later, Henry Paxton ran in, his face etched with panic. "President Forrest..."

"What is it? Why are you making such a scene?" Sebastian Forrest frowned. Seeing me look at Henry Paxton with confusion, he pulled me to his side and slipped the car keys into my hand. "Chelsea, go wait for me in the car. I need to give Henry Paxton some instructions."

I looked at Sebastian Forrest with some concern. "Did something happen?"

"Don’t worry, it’s nothing. It’s not the first time this kid Henry Paxton has been so worked up."

I pressed my lips together. Thinking about the special and confidential nature of his work, I finally nodded. "Okay, I’ll wait for you in the car."