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

　　"Nat," I called as I ran after her. I seriously sent her a text not to come to the wedding. I didn't want her to end up seeing me this way. Dressed up marrying someone else who isn't her.


　　I didn't want her to see me like this. Kissing someone else, putting a ring on someone else finger. But I guess she did come. I guess she did want to see me flip out. How could she make me feel like shit by showing up?


　　"Nat," I repeated as I finally caught her arm outside the wedding reception premises, "Nat, listen to me. Nothing happened between us and we still love each other right?" I asked before she snatched her hand away, not letting me see her face.


　　She was shaking, her shoulders kept rising and falling which told me that she was crying. I wonder how hard she had cried, I just wonder how...how I've made her feel. How one single mistake I made ended up ruining us both. Fuck!


　　I felt a presence behind me, it was Ollie. "Nat, I'm sorry. I messed up. I fucked up..." 


CHAPTER TWENTY ONE HER WEDDING GOWN