Harry was stunned when medical tests revealed that the twin boys he had always thought were his sons were not his biological children. Enraged, he rushed home to confront his wife, only to uncover a truth that would shatter their family forever.

Harry watched his boys laugh together as they waited at the pediatrician’s office. There were no signs of anything amiss in their cheerful faces and playful banter. Harry was lost in his thoughts when the doctor’s voice broke his reverie.

“Dr. Dennison,” Harry greeted nervously as he stood up.

“Mr. Campbell, please take a seat,” the doctor replied, shaking Harry’s hand and sitting opposite him. “I need to have a private word with you. The boys can wait outside.”

Harry’s heart pounded, fearing the worst. His twin sons, Josh and Andrew, were there for tests because Josh had severe anemia, and Dr. Dennison had advised further tests. In a precautionary step, the doctor had also suggested Harry undergo a blood check in case a transfusion was needed.

“Do we have a clear path forward?” Harry asked anxiously, his eyes darting toward the office door where his boys were waiting.

“Calm down, Mr. Campbell,” Dr. Dennison leaned back in his chair. “Josh’s condition is manageable. He has an iron deficiency that we’ll treat with supplements, possibly intravenously. But I need to discuss something else with you.”

Harry sighed with relief at first, but the doctor’s next question sent shivers down his spine.

“Did you adopt the boys, Mr. Campbell?” Dr. Dennison asked. “Your blood type is incompatible with theirs.”

“That’s not uncommon, right? Biological parents sometimes can’t donate blood to their kids,” Harry argued, trying to make sense of the situation.

“Yes, but in this case, it’s different. Both boys have type A blood, while you and your wife are type B. It’s not just a matter of compatibility. This suggests you can’t be their father.”

“What…? This is impossible,” Harry muttered, feeling a crushing weight on his chest.