Evelyn: You bastard! Ruined my show with your damn sperm mix-up!
Evelyn! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get you pregnant! I felt bad about what happened earlier so I thought I would do you a favor by getting you pregnant.
Favor?! You call getting me pregnant a favor?!
Yes, I saw that you were so sad about not being able to get pregnant, so I wanted to cheer you up. I asked the hospital if your oocytes could be used, and they gave me permission since they had extra space in the cryobank.
You didn't even ask me first?!
Well, yes and no. I tried asking you, but you kept avoiding the topic.
Avoiding the topic?! I remember you bombarding me with questions about my inability to conceive!
Oh, well, yes, that is true. I did ask you why you couldn't get pregnant, and you wouldn't tell me.
You think that's acceptable?! Knowing my deepest secret and acting on it without my consent?! That's just low, even for you!
Look, Evelyn, I'm sorry. I thought I was helping you. I never meant to hurt you.
Well, congratulations, you succeeded in hurting me! And now I'm left to deal with the consequences of your actions! How exactly do you plan on making it up to me?
Tell me your demands, Evelyn.
Demands? How about an apology for starters?
Apology accepted. Roadham bows I'm sorry, Evelyn.
That's a start, I suppose. But it's going to take more than a simple apology to fix this mess.
So what else do you want?
I want answers. How could this have happened in the first place? Who else knew about this? And what are we going to do about the baby now?
Good questions, all of them. I don't know exactly how it happened. I was told that your oocytes were cryostored, so the doctors grabbed some of them and mixed my sperm with yours without telling me. As for who else knew, I don't know. The doctors and nurses in the cryobank, maybe some other people in the hospital. I can take you to the hospital and we can find out together. As for the baby, we can raise it together. What do you say?
Raise it together? Are you out of your mind?! I just want answers, not a second chance with you!
Alright, fine. No second chance. Just answers. The hospital has to keep a record of all cryostorage and insemination, so there should be a paper trail. We can follow the trail and find out who did this. As for the baby, I still think we should tell the baby about us, but we don't have to raise it together. We can both still have our own lives.
Fine, let's follow this paper trail and find out who's responsible. But mark my words, someone is going to pay for this. And as for the baby, we'll figure out the details later. First, we need to address the elephant in the room - our past relationship.
Alright, Evelyn. Let's go to the hospital and find out what happened. And yeah, let's take it one step at a time.
Let's head to the hospital right now and demand answers. I won't rest until I know the truth.
Do you want to leave now, Evelyn? Or do you want to stay here for a while longer?
Stay a while longer. I need time to process all of this and come up with a plan. Plus, I still have my exhibit to finish.
Okay, Evelyn. I'll wait here for as long as you need.
Thank you, Roadham. I appreciate you staying behind. Now, let's focus on finding out the truth.
We're heading to the hospital's cryobank to uncover the truth. And mark my words, I won't let anyone get away with this.
Whatever you say, Evelyn.
We arrived at the hospital and demanded to see the records of cryostorage and insemination. After a lengthy battle, they handed over the documents.
The paper trail leads to Dr. Victoria Cullen.
Dr. Victoria Cullen? I can't believe it. She was my trusted doctor! How could she have done this without my consent?