Instantly, my eyes grew red with pain. Natalee, seated beside me, went from shock to fury, staring at me as if I were a monster, shouting and lunging towards me.

Before she could react, I faced Natalee, my face contorting in agony and unleashed a heart-wrenching cry. "Daddy, Daddy, it hurts so much!"

Silas heard the noise and hurriedly came downstairs to see the scene, frowning and scolding, "What's all this noise early in the morning!"

I approached him with my arms covered in blisters, staring at Silas with a look of grievance.

As Silas's gaze fell upon my arms, he recoiled in shock and rushed me to the hospital without delay.

I navigated through the hospital's expedited channel and insisted on paying for my treatment myself, pulling out a card from my pocket to settle the bill.

After the card was swiped, my mobile banking message lit up with several zeros behind it, and Silas's eyes widened.

He hurriedly came over to support me, personally went to get the medicine for me, and listened carefully to the doctor's instructions, portraying the image of a good father to the fullest.

I sneered, but there were tears in my eyes. "Dad, Rhianna has never believed I am your daughter. Since we are at the hospital today, let's do a paternity test first."

Silas couldn't ask for more and eagerly agreed.

However, he hesitated momentarily when he was about to take a step forward. "Ella, let's go back and do the paternity test."

I nodded, "I'll listen to you."

When I just got home, Silas went to park the car, and the doctor, Frank Lemmon, was already waiting at the door.

I pretended to be understanding and said, "Mr. Lemmon, my dad won't be able to come out for a while. Shall I go get his toothbrush for you?'

Frank glanced in the direction Silas had left and nodded.

The results came out quickly.

"Silas Fann and Ella Lemmon definitely have a parent-child relationship: it conforms to the laws of inheritance, with a probability greater than 0.9999."

When Rhianna saw the test results, her face darkened.

I knew why. It was because she hadn't had a chance to tamper with it yet.

Rhianna made an excuse of feeling unwell and went to the bathroom, but suddenly screamed and rushed out, grabbing my wrist and questioning me, "Whose toothbrush did you take?'