Revegenful Billionaire

Chapter 65 | DNA Test Results

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Carlotta did not wake up until the night and Alessandro panicked. The doctor told her to be patient and wait, but she couldn't. The man walked back and forth in the room, feeling very worried why his wife's face still looked so pale. Blood bags and infusions still flowed through the woman's body.

"There's something I want to say, Signor." Lombardi whispers. He coded Alessandro to follow him out of the room.

Alessandro. "I don't want to leave Carlotta."

"Only in front of the room, Signor. Don't let us interrupt Mrs Carlotta's break. He desperately needs a break." Lombardi.

In the end, Alessandro followed Lombardi to the doorstep. "Don't go far. I want to be by my wife's side when she wakes up."

Lombardi nodded. In the end, they were only in front of the door of the Carlotta VVIP inpatient room.

"What's the problem?" Alessandro asked impatiently, shortly after closing the door behind him.

Lombardi whispers. "The DNA test results you want are out."

Alessandro. "No, no. Don't say." Alessandro said quickly. His hands were raised in the air, preventing Lombardi from continuing to speak. "Dispose of all the results. I don't want to know anymore."

"But, Signor-"

"I told you I didn't want to hear it. Do you actually understand Italian or not?" Alessandro looked at Lombardi sharply.

Lombardi exhaled slowly. "Okay, Signor."

Alessandro is doing his own hair. His heart was beating rapidly with anticipation. To be honest, he wanted to know. However, his heart was never ready to receive the same answers he had received from another confessing daughter. Carlotta is so beautiful. She's the prettiest in the world. How could no other man ask her to make love?

After all, if Alessandro did not hear that result, it means that there is still a fifty percent chance that the child is indeed his child. Yep. Alessandro decided to live with fifty percent of the odds of raising a baby Carlotta rather than zero percent.

"Is there anything else you want to say?" Alessandro folded his arms in front of his chest.

Lombardi was about to shake his head, but suddenly decided to say something else. "Before your wedding took place, when you went to New York, Mrs Carlotta was bleeding after a fight with you."

Alessandro. "What do you mean?"

Lombardi nodded. "When you left the house, Mrs Carlotta passed out and had more severe bleeding than the day she first stepped on Ferrara's house."

Alessandro was surprised. "Why just tell me now?"

"You asked me not to report anything about Mrs Carlotta at the time, Signor." Reply Lombardi.

Alessandro clenched his hands. God fucking. Apparently, he had been the one who hurt Carlotta the most. The man always thought that he was the one who loved Carlotta the most in the whole world, but in reality it was just the opposite.

"Was my decision to obey your orders back then wrong, Signor?" Lombardi asked again.

Alessandro tried to catch his breath to stay calm. "Yes. You wrong. You know I'm wrong, but keep following me. You should know better than that!"

Lombardi smiled. "Then, I'll say this. Your decision not to want to know the results of Miss Carlotta's baby DNA test is a wrong decision."

Alessandro squinted his eyes. "Don't try, Lombardi. For this one, my decision is final."

Lombardi shrugged his shoulders. "Don't blame me for your decision this time, Signor."

Alessandro waved his hand. "Go away. I don't want to hear anything anymore."

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Lombardi galloped quickly to Doctor Frederico's room in Maggio. The hallways of the hospital were very long when he was in a hurry like this. Everyone in the hallway was also disturbing. Lombardi wanted to get rid of them all.

"Doctor in Maggio?" Lombardi knocked on the door of the doctor's office.

A nurse came out. "You should take the queue first, Signor." Said the nurse while pointing at several pregnant women who were sitting in line in the waiting room.

"Please tell the Doctor in Maggio that the messenger Signor Ferrara would like to speak for a while." Lombardi says.

Hearing Ferrara's name being mentioned, the nurse hurriedly nodded and returned to the doctor's practice room. Moments later, the patient who had been examined by Doctor Frederico di Maggio came out, and the nurse allowed Lombardi to enter and cut the line.

"Can I help you, Signor?" Ask the old man.

Lombardi sat down in front of the doctor. "I want to ask you something, Doc. It's very important. Ferrara will pay dearly for this doctor's services."

Doctor Frederico frowned. "What service? Mrs Carlotta Ferrara is fine now. There's nothing to worry about. We're just waiting for him to recover."

Lombardi looked at the doctor straight, then told him the meaning of his arrival without further ado.

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"Carlotta... Darling...." His whisper.

Carlotta blinked her eyes a few times before trying to speak. His sight was still twitching. And he had spoken, but was not yet able to hear his own voice.

"Alessandro's..."

"Yes, Honey? How you feeling? Is anyone sick?" Alessandro asked, his voice heavy withstanding the cries.

Carlotta frowned. "My baby?"

Alessandro claps fast. Tears flowed slowly on her cheeks. She had hardly ever cried in her entire life, but today she had already cried twice. "He was born. She's doing just fine. I'll tell the nurse to bring him here. You want to see our baby now?"

Carlotta smiled happily at all of that. The most important part is that the baby survived. The second most important part is that Alessandro again called his baby 'our baby'.

"Are you sure he's your son?" Ask Carlotta quietly. "Did he look like you?"

Alessandro was unable to say many things, so he just nodded.

Carlotta laughed softly, then her laughter suddenly stopped because of the former surgery on her stomach was painful due to the laughter. "Is her hair the same color as yours?"

Alessandro. "No, she's a little blonde."

Carlotta smile. "He looks more like me, huh?" Guess it.

Alessandro wants to lie, but Carlotta will see her baby later. So, the man nodded. "She looks more like Giacomo than I do."

Carlotta almost laughed again if she didn't remember the stitches. "Sister Gio and I are indeed very similar."

Alessandro shook his head loudly. "You're much better. Especially the temperament."

Carlotta reached out to caress her husband's cheek. "You must still remember when he punched you?"

Alessandro chuckles. "How could I forget?"

Then, the Doctor in Maggio knocked on the door. Without waiting for a response, the doctor and several of his nurses entered the room.

"It's good that you've come to your senses, Mrs Carlotta." Said the doctor. "How are you doing?"

Carlotta smile. "I feel a little dizzy. And my stomach hurts a little."

The doctor in Maggio nodded. "That's a common reaction. Dizziness can be caused by the rest of the anesthetic. You have to rest a lot. Later we'll practice walking after you feel strong enough."

Carlotta nodded. "good. Thank you, Doc."

Doctors in Maggio began examining Carlotta's stomach. "Everything is in good condition. If your condition continues to improve quickly like this, you can go home earlier than your baby." WEB."

Carlotta shakes. "Of course I want to recover quickly, but I'll stay here with my baby."

Doctee di Maggio smiled. "We can arrange that for you, Mrs Ferrara."

Carlotta nodded happily.

"Yes. Please do everything the way my wife wants it, Doc." Alessandro says.

The doctor in Maggio turned to Alessandro. "There's something I have to talk to you about, Signor Ferrara."

Alessandro immediately stood up from his seat at the side of Carlotta's bed. "What's up, Doc? Is there a problem?"

The doctor in Maggio shook his head. "This is related to the DNA test you ordered last month. The result is out."

Alessandro glanced at Carlotta at a glance, then shook his head quickly. "No need, Doctor. I don't need that anymore. He is our son. I'll raise her by my family name."

Carlotta turned the eyeball. "You can say it, Doctor."

Alessandro looked at Carlotta in a panic. "No, no. No need, my dear. I promised you to-"

"He is your son, Signor Ferrara." The doctor in Maggio said impatiently. The old man stuck his hand out to one of the nurses, asking for a document containing the results of a DNA test.

Alessandro. His heart is beating fast.

Doctors in Maggio gave the documents to Alessandro. Alessandro accepted it with trembling hands. Slowly, he read the results. When he came to the final conclusion, Alessandro almost cried again.

"The analysis showed that the father's thirteen STR marker Loci alleles matched the paternal allele of the child. Thus, it can be concluded that the probability of Alessandro Ferrara as the alleged biological father of Carlotta Marinelli's son is over 99.99%. Therefore the unexpected father cannot be excluded from the possible biological father of the child." Alessandro read it out loud.

Then, he looked at Carlotta who was smiling at him. "Carlotta..."

Carlotta's smile grew wider. "I, I told you."

"Oh, Dio Mio. Oh, my God, Carlotta..." Alessandro cried bitterly as he fell to his knees at the side of Carlotta's bed. The whole burden of his life was lifted at that moment. Feelings raging. There is regret for having doubted his wife, haru because he is now really a father, and especially happy. There are no words that can describe the happiness of Alessandro at this time.

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