Jaylen chuckled.

"If he's not mine, could he be yours? I wish he were yours, but would you bear a child for me..."

Before Jaylen could wrap up his sentence, he was struck by a heavy blow that pushed him backward. He stumbled and nearly fell over.

Coldly, he stared at Isaac and asked, “Are you upset?"

Isaac stood firm, his tall frame unyielding like a mountain. His anger was palpable.