Jessica said , her She recalled the night in the hotel , initially believing the man she met was Hugh , only to learn later that Rhea had orchestrated the encounter . The man who took her first time was not Hugh , and she did not even know his identity . The revelation had almost crushed her when she discovered it at the wedding , and to her disbelief , that one night had resulted in pregnancy . She and Hugh had never been involved , so how could Arthur be his child ? Despite her explanation , Charles penetrating gaze suggested he harbored doubts . Jessica took a deep breath and confessed , Im not afraid of being judged . Truthfully , I dont know who the father of my child is . She firmly added , But its definitely not Hugh . Charles was taken aback , finding it almost absurd that she , the mother , did not know the father of her child . How could she be so uncertain ? His disbelief made the rooms atmosphere grow tense . Just then , the voice of her son echoed from the bathroom , Mommy , I forgot to bring my clothes . Can you help me ? The request was a welcome interruption for Jessica . However , Charles stopped her , Dont move , Ill help him . He was mindful of her injured foot . Despite Jessicas reluctance to trouble him , Charles demeanor left no room for objection , so she stayed put . Thank you , the clothes are in the wardrobe in the room , she directed him to where she and her son slept . Charles nodded and made his way to the room . Upon entering , he first saw only womens clothes in the wardrobe . He then opened the bottom drawer where Arthurs clothes were neatly folded . As he reached for a set , a familiar scent caught his attention . He found a small , elegant bottle tucked away in the drawer . Driven by a sudden urge , he picked it up and brought it to his nose . The scent triggered a flood of memories the hotel room five years ago the dim lights . the 1/3 This was the scent he had been searching for all these years , never once encountering it again until now . Jessica , sensing something off . decided to check on Charles herself . When she found him holding her perfume bottle . lost in thought , she quickly explained . This is the perfume my father made for me . Charles turned to her , his expression shifting as his voice grew hoarse . Your father ? Yes . Jessica replied . a softness in her tone . He loves creating perfumes . This was the first one he made just for me , and he named it Cherish after me . Its one of a kind She looked away , a trace of sadness in her eyes . It was also the last perfume he made for me . It held a special place in her heart as her fathers finall gift , and she cherished it deeply , seldom using it to preserve its memory . Charles face grew more complex as he listened , his gaze deepening with intrigue . Holding the perfume bottle , he murmured . Is it unique ? Realization dawned on him no wonder he had never found this scent elsewhere . Could she be the woman from that night five years ago ? Mr. Hensley , whats wrong ? Jessica noticed his prolonged focus on the perfume and his distant expression . Regaining his composure , Charles handed back the perfume and reassured her with forced calm , Its nothing . Ill take the clothes to him now . As he passed by , Jessica sensed an unspoken change in his demeanor , something new and undefined . In the bathroom , the little guy looked up in surprise as Charles entered with the clothes . Why here ? are you Even though they had just declared a truce , this sudden closeness felt too forward , too soon for the boy . Charles , however , did not respond immediately . He stared at the boy , reflecting on the teachers comment about their resemblance . Instally , he had thought Arthur might be Hughs child because of a familiar air . However , as he looked into the boys face now , he could not help but see a reflection of himself . Arthurs discomfort grew under Charles intense scrutiny , and in an attempt to deflect , he quipped with a mix of defiance and humor , What are you looking at ? Are you jealous that Im bigger than you ? Caught off guard . Charles broke from his reverie , tossed the clothes at him , and shot back with a : Before leaving , he advised Jessica to take a couple of days off to rest her foot and only return to work once she felt better . He cast one more lingering look at the boy before departing . Downstairs , Charles handed a small bag containing two strands of hair to his assistant , Flint , and instructed in a serious tone , Go and do a paternity test for me . Back inside the apartment , Jessica noticed the perfume bottle still sitting on the table , musing over Charles peculiar interest in it . Maybe it was the uniqueness of the scent her father had created , a fragrance so captivating that it left a lasting impression . Her thoughts were interrupted as her son suddenly hugged her arm , his expression a mix of curiosity and concern , Mommy , do I really look like that stupid geezer ?