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

　　"Shit! How could that punk get into a car accident?"


　　How could they not see him drive! That bastard crawl like a snail on his car, he barely rises his speed everytime he's driving.


　　My legs wobbled as I scrambled for my keys rushing out into the garage. Inserting the key into the hole was a problem and I couldn't even press the button. My hands were too shaky to do that.


　　I tried to stay steady and don't think too much but I couldn't. I suddenly felt so nauseous and I couldn't stop myself from puking.


　　Then I managed to struggle into my car, few more minutes to get it started and get it driving on the highway with a very high speed which got the police siren blaring after my car but that didn't matter now.


　　That bastard is in the hospital! My phone was vibrating, Gerald was calling me and I stopped my car to answer his call.


　　I was too shaky at the moment, the police drove past and pulled over stepping out and asking a few questions.


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