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

　　I could quite remember when my parents never let me mention my grandmother's name. Because she didn't like us but then, after they suddenly made up, my parents got into a big accident which took them away from me forever.


　　And I started living with Grandmother, she was always strict, or maybe she wasn't because she let me have anything I wanted except freedom.


　　I grew up under her close watch, I'm never allowed to take extra classes, I had tutors for extra classes, I was never allowed to stay up late outside and more importantly, I wasn't allowed to go to strange places or eat things which wasn't tasted by my bodyguards.


　　My friends were always shooed away by them. I never had a free life, she didn't even care if I was depressed about that or not.


CHAPTER EIGHTY FOUR ESCAPE