I Had My Son Do a DNA Test Which Confirmed Paternity, but Then His Fiancée’s Mother Called and Left Me Totally Shocked, I had never doubted that Jacob was my son. From the day he was born, he looked like me—my eyes, my smile, even my stubborn streak. But life has a cruel way of planting seeds of doubt.
It all started with a casual conversation over dinner. Jacob had brought home his fiancée, Lila, a lovely young woman with a kind face and soft voice. We were talking about wedding plans when Lila mentioned, jokingly, “Wouldn’t it be wild if Jacob turned out not to be biologically yours?”
