One drunken night, things got messy between me and my stepbrother. I woke up the next morning and saw text floating in the air, like a livestream chat. [One shot, one kill. Is this the night she gets pregnant?] [Yep. She gets pregnant, gets dumped immediately, has a painful birth, and then loses the baby.] [She has a mental breakdown looking for the kid, crashes the male and female leads' engagement party, and cries a bucket of tears...] I froze. My stepbrother, Julian, usually hated my guts. Terrified of the consequences, I scrambled out of bed and fled the country. Three years later, I only dared to return for a business marriage arranged by my family. But at my engagement party, a toddler who looked exactly like me stumbled in. The floating text appeared again. [Sigh, the heroine is getting engaged to the 'male lead'.] [Poor stepbrother. As the yandere villain, he humbled himself to give birth to the heroine's child, just hoping she'd look at him once.] [Mermen have high drives. He rubbed the only dress he stole from her until it turned into tassels, yet he still couldn't bring himself to lock her in his panic room.] Wait. What? The one who got pregnant... was my stepbrother? 1 From the day my mom married into the Sterling family, Julian Sterling never gave me a pleasant look. It was safe to say that even if every other woman on earth disappeared, he wouldn't spare me a glance. But fate has a twisted sense of humor. One drunken night, we ended up tangling in the sheets until dawn. When I opened my eyes and saw Julian's flawless, icy face, my soul nearly left my body. Something was wrong. I looked again. He shifted, pulling me tighter into his arms, eyes still closed, his voice thick with sleep and laziness. "Babe, are you sure you want to keep moving?" I felt a scorching heat against my leg. I went rigid. His voice was raspy as he tightened his grip. "Be good. Sleep a little longer." I was screwed. Literally and figuratively. 2 Julian was arrogant, entitled, and hated me to the bone. He also had a fiancée. His life was perfect. I couldn't afford the consequences of ruining it. Just as I was panicking, the text floated across the air. [One shot, one kill. Is this the night she gets pregnant?] [Yep. She gets pregnant, gets dumped immediately, has a painful birth, and then loses the baby.] [She has a mental breakdown looking for the kid, crashes the male and female leads' engagement party, and cries a bucket of tears...] Me? Pregnant? And he's the "male lead" of this story? God help me. I craned my neck to look around. I didn't see any wrappers. No wonder my stepfather was always talking about wanting grandkids at the dinner table. Julian and his fiancée must have been trying. So he didn't use protection last night. And we did it... so many times. What do I do? Pregnant with my enemy's child. Abandoned. Painful birth. Screw that. I don't care about some magical floating text. I make my own destiny! Julian seemed to be sleeping deeply, completely relaxed. He didn't notice a thing. I slipped away silently. I packed my bags in record time and fled the country. 3 Good news: In three years abroad, I didn't get pregnant, and I didn't have a kid. Bad news: My mom arranged a marriage for me. Get the marriage license, and I get ten million dollars. Refuse, and she cuts off my funds and bans me from returning. I chatted with my fiancé online for a while. We met a few times in Europe. His name was Sebastian. He was decent-looking, a gentleman, and seemed very interested in me. We flew back to the States to hold the engagement ceremony. The venue was pure white, with balloons floating everywhere. "Whose kid is that?" someone shouted. "Why does he look exactly like Sophie?" I'm Sophie. I was about to ask who was spreading rumors when I looked down. A beautiful little boy with short legs was running toward me. Looking at him was like looking in a mirror. Smack. He hugged my leg. "Mama, hi." The kid blinked his big, watery eyes. Slander! Pure slander! I didn't give birth! But obviously, he looked too much like me. The elders' faces turned black as coal. They all assumed I had been wilding out abroad. Then, I saw the text again. 4 [Sigh, the heroine is getting engaged to the 'male lead'.] [Poor stepbrother. As the yandere villain, he humbled himself to give birth to the heroine's child, just hoping she'd look at him once.] [He rubbed the only dress he stole from her until it turned into tassels, yet he still couldn't bring himself to lock her in his panic room.] Huh? The one who got pregnant was my stepbrother? But Julian is a man. Is this a side effect of reading too many fantasy novels? While I was spiraling, the elders were arguing. Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared on the lawn. He moved like the wind, though his steps were slightly unsteady. He took the small bundle from my arms. The kid knew how to submit. He nuzzled obediently into the man's neck. "Papa, I'm sorry I made you worry." That "Papa" was like a bomb going off in the venue. Julian held him, apologizing to everyone. "Yes, he's my son." I was studying the kid's features. Julian stood quietly, his profile sharp, exuding a cold, distant aura. He glanced at me sideways, eyes frosty. He lowered his voice. "Don't think too much. He's not yours." I smiled awkwardly. I didn't say he was. The engagement ceremony continued. Julian picked a seat. A tall man with a dark face, holding a small child. For some reason, he looked like a jilted wife.
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