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Omar said, ‘Is she … is Freya my daughter?’
Jeffrey looked at him sharply. ‘Why would you think that?’
Alice and Omar exchanged a look.
‘Oh, my god! You slept together?’
Chapter 48
‘Can we talk about this privately?’ said Alice. They were all still standing in the hallway by the front door. This wasn’t a conversation she wanted to have in front of an audience.
Jeffrey didn’t budge.
Neither did anybody else.
He shook his head. ‘I don’t understand … How? When? We never spent a night apart after we were married!’
Alice heaved a sigh and looked about her. This wasn’t how she pictured telling Jeffrey about Omar, but then perhaps this was just what she deserved for cheating on her husband. Her face went bright crimson as she said, ‘Remember when we came here for our wedding anniversary?’
‘How could I forget?’
‘We rowed. I took off and went for a walk alone. I have no idea how far I’d walked or for how long. In hindsight, it was a stupid thing to do, go out alone walking in the dark, but Omar and his friends happened along. They brought me back to the guest house, where I stayed the night.
‘With Omar?’
She nodded.
‘Then you slipped back to our room before I woke up. You thought I hadn’t noticed.’
Alice wasn’t proud of that. She’d made it appear to Omar that she was staying at the guest house on her own and told him she didn’t want to spend the night alone.
Jeffrey said, ‘That explains why you didn’t want to go down to breakfast that morning, in case we bumped into Omar.’
‘You remember that?’ She bit her lip. ‘He left after breakfast, and we never saw each other again, until a few days ago when I spotted him in Cambridge.’
‘So, you agreed to meet up here, have another affair?’
‘It wasn’t an affair.’
‘A one-night stand then.’
Alice looked at the floor. ‘I had no idea he’d be here.’
‘Would you have left me for him, back then, if it wasn’t for …’ He trailed off.
Alice said in a small voice, ‘Maybe. I don’t know.’
‘If it wasn’t forwhat?’ said Omar, looking from Alice to Jeffrey. Neither of them answered his question. He fixed his attention on Freya. ‘Is she mine?’
Everyone turned to look at Freya.
Jeffrey shook his head, and said matter-of-factly, ‘She isn’t, Omar.’
‘Well, you would say that, wouldn’t you?’ Omar shot back.
‘Say it isn’t true,’ Freya pleaded.
‘He’s right, Freya. You’re not his child,’ said Alice. ‘You can’t be.’
