Chapter 130

Seeing Natasha's reply, I suddenly felt the five thunders thunder and my brain was dizzy.

Natasha is pregnant, and I would definitely be very happy if my father had sex with Natasha, after all, I would be a father.

But now...

I may not be a father, I may be an older brother, half-brother.

No one knows whether Natasha is pregnant with my or her father’s.

Although I have had sex with Natasha the most times, and my father only had two nights with Natasha, no one can tell the truth about luck.

I can only say that the probability of being my child is high, and the probability of being my father is small.

Me: Have you told your husband?

I replied to Natasha, and I don’t know if she was asleep at this time, so I shouldn’t have fallen asleep. I believe Natasha’s heart is as chaotic as me now.

Natasha: Not yet, my brain is in a state of dizziness today...

Natasha's side quickly responded to the message, just as I expected.

Me: Is this child your husband's or your husband's father's?

Although I couldn't figure out who the child was, and maybe Natasha didn't know, I decided to ask.

Natasha fell into a brief silence. After a while, when I was a little impatient, Natasha finally sent a message.

Natasha: It's my husband's father...

Natasha's few short words immediately made my already dizzy brain suffer another heavy punch.

I started typing Natasha, my fingers trembled.

Me: Why are you sure it belongs to your husband’s father?

This is also my question. Natasha must be her father.

Natasha: Calculated by the days...

When I saw Natasha's reply, I felt a little unclear. So, I remember that between my father and Natasha and I went back and had a relationship with Natasha. There was only a few days apart. How could Natasha calculate so clearly?

It’s impossible, Natasha’s words did not dispel my doubts about the belonging of the child.

Me: The calculation based on the days is inaccurate. Have you and your husband and you had sex with each other?

I could only risk the leakage and remind Natasha to wake up and not forget my true husband.

Natasha: Sister, I have something to do, so let’s not talk about it now…

But Natasha did not continue to answer, but issued an order to expel the guest. She seemed to be filled with sorrow and was unwilling to continue talking about this topic.

Although I was very anxious, in order not to reveal my flaws, I decided not to continue asking questions.

I didn't sleep all night, and I kept thinking about Natasha's words in my mind. Sometimes the woman's feelings are the most accurate. Natasha said that the child belongs to the father, perhaps her physical feelings?

The sixth sense?

I made up Natasha’s relationship with her father, but Natasha’s first child belongs to her?

I can't accept this, and it was when Natasha knew it.

I don’t know who this child belongs to now, but for unnecessary trouble, I decided to let Natasha abort the child then. I believe Natasha is unwilling to keep the child.

If this child is born in the future, then it will be too late. If you find that the child is really a father, you can't take the child...

The next afternoon, I rushed to the old house in Ukraine in advance, and I was always worried about that child.

Soon, I got home and I called Natasha in advance.

After not seeing each other for two days, Natasha became much haggard. Although she put on makeup to hide herself, I still saw the fatigue and sorrow between her eyes and eyebrows.

When I saw me, Natasha squeezed out a smile and had supper together tonight. While lying on the bed, Natasha talked to me about work and the issue of purchasing a new house. She never mentioned the pregnancy. It seemed that she had not decided whether to tell me yet.

The next morning, I went to the new house to clean up and put some furniture and appliances at the same time.

Natasha went out to buy things and prepare lunch later.

After I was idle, I took out my phone and swung it, opened WHATSAPP, but found that Natasha didn't leave me a message at all.

I sat next to the window on the top floor. At this time, the ice and snow had begun to melt gradually and the temperature gradually increased. I don’t know if my father and Natasha had any contact during this period.

By the way...

I suddenly took a photo of my forehead. How could I forget this for such a long time? I remember that I installed a small program in Natasha's mobile phone, which can save the screenshot of Natasha's mobile phone screen, and the data displayed on her screen.

Thinking of this, I quickly ran to the old house and then took out my laptop.

I opened the paid software and then followed the operation guide I sent to me when I purchased this software.

That software uploaded Natasha's entire mobile phone's internal data to this system, which was full of garbled code, and the system needed to be parsed and classified.

Enter all the garbled code into the system and the system starts to parse, it will take some time.

After about five minutes, the data parsing was finally completed, and the garbled codes became text and classification.

I have to say that this software is really amazing, and it analyzes all the data of Natasha in an orderly manner.Even Natasha checked online and analyzed all the websites she browsed.

The first thing I saw was Natasha’s browser records in the past few days. Natasha checked a lot of information, which was the reaction of a woman’s pregnancy. Last night, Natasha checked information about abortion, as well as her post-abortion cultivation and sequelae.

Seeing this information, I felt that Natasha didn't seem to want to tell me about her pregnancy, and wanted to secretly get rid of the baby, and at the same time, she was worried that she would be discovered by me after being tired and weak after abortion.

Seeing this, I felt relieved. After all, Natasha still had the same idea as me and did not dare to take the risk of giving birth to a child that might be my father.

Then I found the information about Natasha’s WeChat analysis, and there was indeed a large number of chat records, and it turned out to be the most chat records with my father.

I quickly marked the information of the two of them to the top and then started reading.

When Natasha first came to Ukraine, her father sent a message to Natasha, just an apology and concern. Ask Natasha if she has arrived and how she is.

But Natasha never replied to her father.

At the same time, his father sent Natasha two or three voice and video requests, but Natasha did not answer.

It seems that when Natasha returned to Ukraine, she was still angry with her father.

Until five days after Natasha was quarantined, her father sent a voice request to Natasha again, and Natasha answered this time.

However, the system cannot monitor the voice answering, so I don’t know what the two talked about at that time, but the system shows that the two chatted for twenty minutes.

After this voice call, Natasha and her father resumed contact, and Natasha also replied to her father, but the two of them had a very normal conversation, nothing more than how the house was built, how the relationship between Natasha and me was, how the epidemic in Ukraine was like, etc.

It seems that the two of them deliberately avoid ambiguous topics.Until yesterday's chat record, there was finally something new, which made me feel cold and sweaty all over my body...

Natasha: I'm pregnant...

The morning before yesterday, when Natasha was just confirming her pregnancy, she immediately sent a message to her father.

It took more than half an hour for my father to reply to the message. I don’t know what he was doing at that time, but I was shocked and even...

Father: Pregnant?That……

My father's reply was very short, but he was also worried at the time.

Natasha: I'm pregnant with your child...

Natasha replied to her father, saying again that she was her father's child.

The night before yesterday, Natasha also told me, a netizen on WHATSAPP. I have never understood why Natasha is so confident and is sure that this child belongs to her father.

Father: Is it really mine?We only have two nights, and... I remember when Xiaoliang came back, you had one night too...

Although my father sent the text, I could imagine that my father was in a hurry at that time, and his father's thoughts were the same as mine, which was not considered a father's shirking responsibility.

Father: But there is this possibility. If we calculate it according to the days, we can both of us. What should we do?

Natasha did not reply to the message, so her father sent the text message again, and even someone like her father who had rich life experience was at a loss at this time.

Immediately afterwards, Natasha sent a message, and when I saw this message, my cold sweat fell down...