Pawila Winifred

"Truth or dare," he said, and I scowled. I hate backing down from his silly games so easily. No, not this time. Not ever! This is when I get to show just how much I hate him.

"Dare," I replied, locking eyes with him. Let's see what he has up his sleeve.

"I dare you to kiss me."

***

Two weeks ago, I thought I'd escaped Mr. Perfect's grasp when I resigned from his company. No more mindless Truth and Dare games, no more toxic dynamics. Or so I thought...

Now, reality slaps me in the face: I'm carrying his child. 

Will Mr. Perfect accept this unexpected twist? Or will my happy ever after remain a distant dream?

Accidental Pregnancy with Mr. Perfect

　　"So dear." She started trying to grasp onto my hands, "I heard you are carrying my great grandchild." 


　　Huh? Great grandchild? Is this Mrs. Scott? The greatest woman of all time!! GWOAT!!


　　"Yes I'm Mrs. Scott and I'm going to cut to the chase. How much do I have to spend in order to buy you."


　　"What...what..." I was shaking!! "I don't understand." 


　　"Would half my wealth be enough to convince you to marry my grandson?"


　　Half her wealth!! Oh damn! Where's David Scott? We're getting married tomorrow.


　　"I'll sign over half my wealth and businesses to you."


　　"Really?!" I felt like I was on top of the world. Am I dreaming? If not, then maybe it was a good thing I ended up sleeping with that jerk. At the very least, it got me this close to Mrs. Scott.


　　Wow. This might be the only time I have anything good to say about David...or maybe not David himself, but his "long thingy" for being fertile enough to put me in this position.


CHAPTER ELEVEN CONDITION