
13/10/2024
Harry touched his chest, relieved that the physician wasn't concerned for his son. It had to mean his condition wasn't that bad. "Alright. What's going on?"
Dr. Dennison pursed his lips. "Mr. Campbell, did you adopt those boys?"
"No," Harry shook his head. "My wife and I had a shotgun wedding."
That response only made the doctor sigh and close his eyes. "This is a little sensitive, but your blood type is incompatible with the boys."
"Well, that happens often, right? I mean, some parents can't donate blood to their kids because they're a mix of two people," Harry shrugged.
"No, sir. Yes, some biological parents can't donate. But what I mean is that you can't donate because there's no way you're those boys' birth father," Dr. Dennison revealed slowly but spoke quickly when he saw Harry's face.
Harry opened and closed his mouth. "But that's impossible," he mumbled, his hands trembling as he covered his mouth.
"I'm very sorry, sir. I saw these results a couple of days ago, so I took the liberty of running a DNA test on your blood samples, too," the doctor continued somberly, pushing some papers toward Harry. "I understand that this is hard to hear. But there's more."
Harry looked at the doctor, uncovering his open mouth and grabbing the papers. "What more could there be?" he asked, perplexed.
"Mr. Campbell. Andrew and Josh are technically your half-siblings, not your sons."👇