Suddenly, Daniel seemed to snap out of some fog, his eyes firing up with a spark of intensity as he fixed me with a fierce glare, shouting at the top of his lungs.
"This is impossible!"
"This report must be fake! You forged it, Evelyn. You did this to get back at me because you found out about my affair!"
So, he knew he had cheated.
I shook my head, unable to suppress for even a moment the sardonic smile tugging at the corners of my lips. How naive he was.
"Daniel, you're mistaken. I don't need to stoop so low as to fabricate a fake report to fool you. Whether or not you actually have low sperm motility can be easily determined with a quick test, can't it?"
Daniel's complexion drained of color, his face pale as chalk.
I took a deliberate sip of water and glanced at my wristwatch. Ri
