"Why didn't you tell me ?"

Yingxing looked at you with confused eyes, his gaze finally falling on the one-year old toddler snuggled onto your chest as his nails dug crescents in his palms. He knew for a fact that he was the father, he'd never doubted your loyalty and today wouldn't be the day he'd start to but even so, he was angry. He had a son ; your son, and you probably already knew by the time the two of you had split up.

"Did you intend on never letting me know ?"