Dressed As Sister, Accused Of Abandoning Kid Chapter 2

Tinsley pointed at me, her voice sharp and piercing. “Seraphina Amick, you’re still putting on an act! You were pregnant and still going out drinking and clubbing every day; I told you so many times, but you wouldn’t listen.”

“Now look, the child is born prematurely, sickly, and weak, but you don’t care at all. You’re denying everything, trying to drag him all over the place.”

“Isn’t it because you see the child is in poor health and you want to literally drag him to his death, just to completely get rid of this burden? How can your heart be so cruel!”

The man, seeing Tinsley step up as a witness, instantly found his backbone, straightening his posture, and immediately chimed in. “Tinsley’s right, Seraphina Amick, if you have nothing to hide, do you dare tell everyone why you suddenly took a month off from school? Wasn’t it to secretly give birth to my child?”

“After you returned to school, you immediately applied to live off-campus, wasn’t it because you were recovering from childbirth?”

Perhaps genuinely believing I had been up to something unsavory during that period, something I couldn't disclose, the man became more self-assured, his expression triumphant. “When you were recovering, wasn’t I bringing you chicken soup every day and looking after you? But what did you do? As soon as you felt a little better, you turned on me, kicking us, father and son, out of the house! You venomous woman!”

His elaborate accusations, coupled with Tinsley’s backing, instantly made the situation even more chaotic. Hearing them, my other two roommates also looked enlightened.

“Yeah, Seraphina, why did you suddenly take a month off before? When we asked, you just said you weren't feeling well. What kind of illness requires such a long hospital stay?”

“And as soon as you came back, you were eager to move out of the dorm, saying you couldn’t get used to sleeping there. But we’ve all lived together for over a year, why suddenly so uncomfortable? Is it… really something you don’t want us to know?” another roommate hesitantly added.

“You rarely wore makeup before, but after your leave of absence, you’ve been wearing it almost every day. Is it to cover up your complexion?”

Hearing these doubts, prompted and amplified by my roommates, the man felt even more confident, as if victory was already in his grasp.

And I, listening to their deductions, was almost laughing from sheer frustration!

Seraphina Amick’s month off was because her condition had suddenly worsened, requiring heart surgery. But she didn’t want to make a fuss, only hoping that I, her twin brother, could complete her studies for her.

And the reason I immediately moved out of the dorm and became a day student after returning to school was because I was a man, for crying out loud!

No matter how much I wanted to help my sister, there was no way I could actually live with a bunch of girls! Could I state that reason openly?

As for wearing makeup every day, it was simply because there were still differences in our facial features that needed to be concealed.

But all these coincidences, by some bizarre twist of fate, had now become evidence that I had taken time off to have a baby.

I looked at the farce unfolding before me and the suspicious glances of my classmates, a wave of absurdity washing over me.

What in the world was going on!

I rubbed my temples, interrupting them. “I took time off to have a baby, and lived off-campus to recover from childbirth? Are all those people who take time off from school just going off to have babies?”

“Tinsley, didn’t you also take time off for a while? And now you’re so concerned about this child, I might as well think you’re the biological mother!”

“You want to accuse me with such flimsy evidence? If you can’t explain yourselves, then let’s call the police. Let them see if I’m truly innocent!”

Tinsley’s face turned ashen at my words, and she shrieked, stopping me from reaching for my phone.

“I was trying to be kind, Seraphina Amick, do you really think there’s no other evidence?”