An illegitimate son?

Elissa had a younger brother, and he was already 8 years old...

She was stunned. It seemed absurd. Her father, a man of integrity, had a child with another woman?

Raphael didn't mention that the mistress was actually two years younger than Elissa.

When she first got involved with Yousef, she was still a minor.

Raphael had bumped into them together by accident before. She seemed gentle and compliant. She was always reserved and held Yousef in high regard.

From then on, Yousef was open with Raphael about her and even sought Raphael's help with certain matters.

Perhaps because of this, Yousef remained calm during the wedding and encouraged Elissa to get closer to Raphael.

Elissa paused for a moment.

She leaned on the shoe cabinet to steady herself and asked, "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

Raphael replied rationally, "Telling you wouldn't change the situation. The child is already 8 years old."

Elissa stared at him intently for a while.

In a low voice, she said, “If my father stops supporting her, she'd threaten to leap from a building and tarnish his name... Just like Sandra had done... Is that it? So you agree with my father and assist him," she said in disgust.

For the last 20 some years, she believed she had a simple and happy life. Upon learning this, she felt devastated.

The man she loved had made such an unthinkable deal with his assistant.

And her father, presenting himself as a man of integrity, was actually spending time with his young mistress under the guise of business trips, even fathering a child with her!

"That woman was his student," Raphael added quietly.

Elissa ran out.

She rushed to the bathroom sink and began to retch violently. With nothing to vomit, only her stomach acid came up. Her heart throbbed with pain, and she felt very uncomfortable.

She felt sick.

He followed her into the bathroom. Looking at him through the mirror, he said indifferently, "It's best not to tell your mother. She might not even know."

Her face was ashen, her lips quivering...

She gripped the countertop tightly, holding herself upright. Despite her internal turmoil, she was determined not to display her vulnerability in front of him.

He knew what she was thinking. He whispered, “Elissa, I'm not Like your father."