~Gabriellas POV~

Grandma, Im aware that youve been wondering
about Xanders father, and Im sorry I never had the
opportunity to tell you what occurred between me
and his father. I met him after completing my
universitys third-year exams. My friends advised me
that I needed to find a boyfriend since I had never
dated, and so we went to a nightclub. It was my first
experience at a nightclub. I drank alcohol for the first
time, and Xanders father joined me. We danced
together and ultimately left the club together, to a
hotel he had reserved before coming to the club. I
had my first kiss and lost my virginity on the same
day. I kissed and slept with Xanders father for the
first time. We had a good time. I awoke the
following morning alone in bed. He was gone. I
hoped he would return, but he never did. I continued
returning to the hotel with the expectation of seeing
him and informing him about my pregnancy, but I
had no luck locating him. He had vanished, leaving no
trace. I spent the first three months looking for him
but was unsuccessful. I ped out of school in
search of jobs and to care for my son. I had been
alone since I was a child at the orphanage. My
friends were quite supportive. I discovered who I had
slept with not long just this year. I saw a photo of
him on television and learned that he was engaged
to another woman. I was in pain, but then I realized
that it was just a one-night stand. I never made an
issue of it. My son and I have been getting along well
without him, and I have no intentions of informing
him about my son. I hope to God that I never have
another encounter with him. I chose not to inform
him that he had left me pregnant that day. I believed
we were connected. I was mistaken. I dont plan on
telling him about Xander. He is better off in the dark.
He seems to be content with his fiance, and I dont
want to upset him by bringing my son to meet him.

Well, I do not despise him. He is Xanders father, but I
will never forgive him. He was aware that I had
never had sex before, yet he used no protection and
left me pregnant and alone. He had experience, but I
lacked it, which is one of the reasons I despise men.

After I explained my tale to grandmother Felicia, I
saw she was enraged.

Whats his name?

All I knew was that his name was Javier;
nevertheless, this year, I discovered that he was
Javier Hills.

~Grandma Felicias POV~

Thus, Xander has my blood. How am I to inform this
young lady that Javier is my grandson? How could
Javier have acted in such a reckless manner? How
can I begin to convey this? He is so smitten with
Xander that he is unaware that the kid is his son. He
is the product of his blood. How can I rectify this?

Go inside and rest. Gabriella was commanded, as I
could tell she was weary of weeping. How am I to
inform this girl that the person responsible for her
misery was my grandson? How could you, Javier? I
double-checked the time and directed my driver to
Hills Group International. When we arrived, I stormed
into the conference room and demanded that
everyone go. Everyone hurried out, leaving me alone
with my grandson. [

~Javiers POV~

Grandma, what is the meaning of this?

Grandma, would you stop and tell me what is going
on. I asked my grandmother.

You idiot, you have now backed me into a corner.

Are you aware of what youve done? Do you, Javier
Hills?

I saw another slap coming, but I dodged and moved
away from her.

What have I done, Grandma?

You imbecile, how are you capable of being that
irresponsible? Xander is your son I became
immobile.

Grandma, youve been claiming for a long time that
the kid was mine, but he is not. However, she
flashed me a savage grin.

Does the name Gabriella ring a bell?

Who is that grandma? But, before I could reopen my
lips, my jaw fell, What?

Aaa, the student you slept with and then abandoned
without saying a word or looking for is Xanders
mother. She is your sons mother. The girl endured a
great deal as a result of your actions, Javier She
ped out of school, so she could take care of your
son while you were busy sleeping around. I am really
dissatisfied with you. I did not inform her that you
were my grandson since I anticipated her leaving
with my great-grandson. You are going to straighten
up this problem. I am not requesting that you marry
her. That is not to say that I have an issue with it.
Gabby is a wonderful child. I admire her and am
aware of her abilities. Ive developed a bond and
trust with that girl, and youre not going to deprive
me of it. Correct this before she discovers I am your
grandmother.