Unexpected Pregnancy: The Father of My Child is My Best Friend’s Son!

"Ugh."

I knelt by the toilet, feeling miserable as I vomited.

Two months ago, at the wrap party, I got so drunk I could barely stand.

Two months later, I felt weak all over, frequently nauseous.

I went to the hospital for a checkup, and the doctor told me I was pregnant.

Two months had passed.

When I heard this news, I was stunned, as if a bolt from the blue had struck me.

Even though I work in the entertainment industry, I've always kept myself clean and single with no boyfriend.

So when the doctor gave me this news, I couldn't believe it.

Until I switched from one hospital to another, and after the fifth hospital, they all gave me the same result. Only then did I believe I was really pregnant.

Oh my God!

Could you tell me who the father of this child is so I can skin that man alive?

……

I tearfully told my best friend this news.

My best friend, entered the industry earlier and won countless awards, including a previous Best Actress title.

She quit the entertainment industry five years ago.

I had been acting since I was a child, often playing the daughter of the female lead.

In two dramas, I played Ronnie's daughter.

Later, when I officially entered the industry, it was Ronnie's careful guidance that brought me to where I was now.

She was my good teacher and dear friend.

When Ronnie heard my sobbing voice, she immediately rushed to my house.

Ronnie sized me up, her gaze finally resting on my abdomen. "You're really pregnant?"

My eyes were swollen from crying. "Would I joke about something like this with you? I don't even know which bastard did this to me!"

Ronnie quickly grabbed tissues to wipe my tears. "If I find out who did this, I'll skin that man alive!"

Hearing my harsh words, Ronnie's hand paused for a moment before she smiled ingratiatingly at me. "It's not that serious. Maybe this is a blessing in disguise. You're 28 and just got pregnant. I was only 18 when I got pregnant."

Her words only made me feel worse, like salt being rubbed into my wound. "But you were pregnant with your boyfriend's baby. I don't even know which jerk did this to me."

Ronnie said, "Maybe it's your boyfriend's."

I glanced at her. "What boyfriend?"

Ronnie gave me a comforting smile. "Maybe not now, but who knows about the future?"

I stopped wallowing in selfpity, wiped my tears, and said to my best friend, "Come with me to get an abortion."

Ronnie was shocked. "An abortion?"

I glared at her. "If I don't get an abortion, should I give birth to it?"

Ronnie's face showed a mix of discomfort and concern. "Shouldn't you think it over? Abortions are hard on the body."

"I don't even have a boyfriend. Getting pregnant before marriage, having a child out of wedlock—nowadays, with the internet being so pervasive, if this news gets out, my hardearned career will be ruined by that scumbag."

Just thinking about it made me grind my teeth in anger.

That bastard ruined me.

Completely ruined me.

Ronnie looked a bit remorseful. "I didn't think it through. I didn't think it through."

I packed my things and covered myself up tightly to go to the hospital.

While waiting in line, Ronnie stayed by my side, nagging nonstop.

As I was about to enter the operating room, she grabbed my hand and kept trying to persuade me, "Amy, sweetheart, why don't we think this over? No matter who the father is, it's still a little life."

I felt Ronnie was acting very strange today, doing everything she could to stop me.

Normally, if something like this happened, she would be the first to take me to find the scumbag and deal with him.

But I was determined to have the abortion. "From a biological and medical standpoint, a fertilized egg is not considered a life."

Ronnie was speechless.

I entered the operating room and had just laid down.

"Clang."

The operating room door was kicked open.

"Amy, how dare you abort my daughter?"

Ernest yelled, panting and glaring at me fiercely.

Another bolt from the blue shocked me.

"What did you say?"

Ernest walked over, gritting his teeth, and spoke slowly, "The child in your belly is mine, Ernest's."

Hearing this, I fainted from shock.

I was so scared.

When I woke up, I was no longer in the hospital but had been taken to Ernest's home.

The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was Ernest, looking worried by my side.

"Are you kidding me?"

To be honest, my heart was full of mixed feelings.

I both hoped and feared Ernest was joking.

Ernest's worried expression quickly turned to anger. "Damn it, if you call me kid again, I'll make you remember that night's experience!"

Experience?

I had no memory of it at all!

"I don't believe it was you that night."

I looked at Ernest skeptically, hoping he would provide some proof.

Ernest said, "There's surveillance footage. I've saved it."

I was speechless.

Seeing my silence, Ernest smirked, "Pretty intense. Want to watch it?"

I felt uneasy, not wanting to see such an embarrassing scene.

But it was important evidence. If I didn't watch it, what if he was lying?

After thinking for a while, I nodded. "Show me!"

Ernest got up, took out a USB drive, and plugged it into his computer.

Soon, the screen showed my figure.

I was drunk, being helped back to my hotel room by my assistant.

Shortly after, a fat man with a big head and ears entered the room on the surveillance video.

I found the man familiar.

He sneaked into my bedroom and started undressing me.

At this point, my face changed color.

Why would anyone know my hotel room so easily!?

And go straight to my bedroom, as if he was prepared.

Just as the fat man was undressing me, Ernest kicked open the door, glanced around the hotel room, and then entered my bedroom.

Then, Ernest chased the man out.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but glance at Ernest beside me.

His perfect profile.

So, it was this him who saved me.

If it weren't for him, I might have been ruined by that fat man.

At least he was really handsome!

I had watched him grow up, and he had always been handsome.

In the surveillance footage, I seemed to wake up groggily, staring blankly at Ernest, my lips moving slightly.

I had no recollection of the past at all.

I asked Ernest, "What did I say?"

Ernest's lips curled slightly as his dark eyes locked onto mine. "You called me your husband!"

I was speechless.

It didn't look like that to me!

I watched myself on the video throw myself into Ernest's arms, and I almost choked on the water I had just drunk.

Damn it!

What was going on!

How was I the one being all clingy!?

Not only did I throw myself at him, but I also cried!

I was hugging Ernest and crying?

The video had no sound, so I had no idea what was happening at that moment!

When I looked up, I saw the two of us kissing in the video.

Ernest closed the laptop and smiled at me. "The rest of the video is too inappropriate for minors, so let's not watch it."

I was speechless.

"I was drunk and can't remember anything, but you were sober! Why didn't you push me away? And why didn't you tell me right away? Why wait until I was pregnant to tell me the truth?"

I hit Ernest with two critical questions.

"First, you were drugged."

"Second, I was afraid that if you knew, you wouldn't be able to handle it. Even if you forgave me, you'd still distance yourself from me, and that's not what I wanted."

Ernest continued. "But it's not that I didn't want to take responsibility. I've been trying to figure out how to face you these past two months."

I quickly interrupted him. "No, you don't need to take responsibility! I can handle it myself."

I couldn't see myself ending up with him. I couldn't let him take responsibility!

I was 28 and I didn't want to mess up his life!

Ernest's handsome face darkened instantly. "Your way of handling it is to abort my daughter?"

I frowned slightly, suspicious. "How do you know it's a girl? What if it's a boy?"

Ernest said seriously, "I prefer a girl."

I was speechless.

I started to speak to Ernest in a wise, elder tone, explaining the downsides of the situation.

"Ernest, you're only 22, just graduated from college. You don't need to have a child so soon. Besides, my career is at its peak right now and I can't stay home and have a baby for you. And what about when you get married in the future? Having a child already isn't a good thing."

Ernest said, "I want the child!"

I was speechless.

Ernest gritted his teeth and said slowly, "And I want our child!"

Ernest's darkened expression made it seem like he wanted to bite me. I scolded him, "Why are you getting angry so quickly!"

Ernest's face grew even darker as he grabbed my arm, "Amy, you're only six years older than me!"

I shook off Ernest's hand. "You're getting ruder! You used to call me Aunt Amy when you were little!"

I turned to leave, but Ernest blocked my way with his whole body. "You can't abort my child!"

I was speechless and looked up at Ernest. "Ernest, be reasonable! What kind of relationship do we have? Why should I have a baby for you?"

Ernest licked his lips and looked at me with a halfsmile. "If we get married, won't that make it a relationship?"

I looked up at him in shock.

His expression and tone were as if he were commenting on the weather being nice today.