The discussion

larry
The day after New Year's Day, I go to the gym hoping to find Kourtney there, since she hadn't given me her hotel room number or phone number. I start to stretch and do some warm-ups, while watching the front door from time to time, to see if Kourtney will come. After spending about an hour watching her arrive, I hear from behind in English
"You're very distracted there, are you waiting for someone perhaps?" I turn around and see Kourtney. I also speak to him in English.
"Hello Kourtney, how are you? I was just watching you."
"Oh good?!" She says, playing surprised. "It's not my room, the gym as far as I know?!" She resumes playing the same game.
"But it also seems to me that you didn't give me your room number?!" I retorted.
"That is true!" Kourtney replies with her fingers on her chin, pretending to think.
"Anyway, I came to invite you so that we can talk about this alleged child you told me about a few days ago." I got to the heart of the matter.
"The alleged child?" she asks, sounding shocked. She continues, with a fake serious air. "I remind you that it really is your child!"
"Don't you think I'm going to take everything you tell me as gospel?!" I exclaimed, looking her straight in the eye.
"In any case, I came to invite you to talk about this subject, as far as the veracity of this information is concerned, we will discuss it later. See you this afternoon, at 4 p.m. at the hotel restaurant." I end up saying.
"Why at 4 p.m? The evening would suit me better. Besides, we could talk about it in my hotel room, it's quieter and more discreet." she inquired. I glare at him to tell him that I disapprove of the idea then I tell him
"I couldn't free myself at this time, because my wife and my children need me by their side. See you at 4 am at the restaurant. Ciao!" I conclude by taking the exit, leaving it hidden behind me.
In the afternoon, at the time scheduled for said appointment, I go to the restaurant. And coincidentally, Kourtney arrives half an hour late. She takes her time and walks shuffling like a miss
"I was about to go home." I attacked her as she took her place in front of me.
"What do you want? I am a woman and a woman is desirable." She replies, turning from side to side. I smile at this attitude which brings back memories of us at the time and I exclaim
"It's crazy you haven't changed after all this time!"
"That's how you said you loved me, remember?" She said doing those manners that annoy me.
"I wonder what could have made me love you with such attitudes!" I said, exclaiming, still not coming back that I could one day want to make her my wife. I still look at her in astonishment and I finally say.
"Anyway, we're here to talk about the supposed child you and I once had, not your quirks that haven't changed." I say in a strict tone.
She stares at me for a long time, then she replies with a blissful smile, without paying attention to what I have just said to her.
"I'm glad you didn't come with your wife!"
"If it was up to me, she would have come. But she insisted that I come alone. So she's the one you have to thank." I replied with a stern look.
"I see she trusts you." She resumes in half words, looking disappointed.
"Ah yes, we trust each other." I replied to offend her.
"Anyway, we're not here to talk about trust issues in my relationship, she's not suffering from anything. How about we cut to the chase?" I asked, eager to get it over with. Kourtney looks at me silently, then says
"You, on the other hand, have changed a lot, you don't look like the Larry I knew. Anyway, let's get back to the subject that brings us together." She finally said, to my greatest satisfaction.
"So, about this child..." I started.
"She's 14, she looks a lot like you." She said interrupting me.
"Kourtney, it's been fifteen years since we last saw each other, and now you come back and tell me I have a child? Doesn't make any sense, don't you think?" I say looking overwhelmed.
"You weren't there, what could I have done?" She responds by playing the victim.
"But this isn't the time of the Hewn Stone Age, for you to ask me that damn question!" I replied, banging my fist on the table. I realize I'm losing my temper and I decide to calm down.
"Come on! Go on! Put on a show, so we'll make the headlines." She said sarcastically.
"Listen Kourtney, I'm trying to make you understand that your childhood story seems far-fetched. No, but you could have called my parents to tell me that you were pregnant, or that you gave birth . And even if it was not possible for you to do it, there are social networks, you could easily have contacted me." I said all of a sudden, looking her straight in the eyes.
She says nothing. Faced with his silence, I tell him again. "Why did you wait 15 years to come across me at random, before telling me that I have a daughter? If I understand correctly, we would never have met, and I would never have learned of the existence of this child ?! How can I swallow your story? It's not believable at all." I finished saying, while trying to find an ounce of sincerity in his eyes.
"You think that was easy for me huh?! You left me a week away from our wedding, and you expected me to run into your arms or your parents so easily, after all this humiliation? " She replies, playing the victim.
"Stop day victims Kourtney! It doesn't suit you at all!" I thundered annoyed. "What did you expect from me? To continue this charade by marrying you, knowing that you were cheating on me brazenly?" I continued angrily. "We were a week away from our wedding when I caught you having sex with another man Kourtney, if there's anyone to be pitied here it's me and not you, Don't you think? For once, do you want to stop being selfish?" I debited all of a sudden, coming out of my gongs.
"I asked you for forgiveness on my knees, but you refused. What else did you want from me? That I think maybe? Have you ever failed in your life? Oh no, I forgot , you are a perfect man." She answers quite naturally, as if what she had done was normal. I look at her in amazement. I understand in the end that we will not move forward on the track we have taken.
"Okay Kourtney. I prefer to leave the past where it is. What brings us here is the subject of the child." I cut off the conversation. "What do you propose ?"
"You tell me. I already told you she's your daughter." She replies, regaining her composure.
"Very well. I would like us to do a DNA test beforehand. Then I will see what decision to make." I say firmly.
"OK as you want!" She said uncomfortably, while I look her straight in the eye.
"Even how it sickens me that you doubt my word." She continues, avoiding my gaze.
"Didn't you think I was going to take your word for it!?"
"You're right, we're going to do this DNA test so you know for sure."
"So it's working. Leave me your contact details, I'll contact you later. I'd like it to be done very quickly, we have to get this over with once and for all." I replied before asking. "Where is she ?"
"She's at my parents'. For the test, don't worry, I'll organize myself accordingly so that she's there." Kourtney replied.
"Very well! I have a few more days to spend here with my family." I say getting up to leave.
"Very well!" She responds by getting up too