My SIL Did a DNA Test for My Daughter Behind My Back — When I Learned Her Reason for This, I Went Low Contact with My Brother

I wiped a tear from my eye, still chuckling. “You took a DNA test on my daughter BEHIND MY BACK?

Do you think you’re some kind of detective?”

Her mouth snapped shut, but her eyes darted to Ava, who was clinging to my leg, her little brows furrowed in confusion.

That’s when I stopped laughing. “Get out of my house!” I snapped at Isabel.

“Jake, you don’t understand —” she started.

“No, YOU don’t understand,” I growled as I wrapped my arm protectively around Ava. “You waltz into MY home with accusations and DNA tests in front of MY CHILD…

and expect what exactly? A medal? Get out…

NOW.”

Ava’s small fingers dug into my leg, her voice barely audible. “Daddy, why is Aunt Isabel mad? Did I do something bad?”

The question shattered something inside me.

I knelt down, meeting her eyes. “No, sweetheart. You didn’t do anything wrong.

Aunt Isabel made a mistake, that’s all.”

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