The Queen Returns
Language: en
In the lavish hall of a nightclub, my heavily pregnant sister was shoved onto the stage. Below, men were red-faced, arguing over who fathered the child in her belly. "It's definitely mine! I put in the most effort that night!" "Bullshit! I went the most rounds, the odds are in my favor!" My sister, pale and tearful, questioned the man beside her: "Lucas, you're my fiancé. How could you treat me like this?" Lucas hugged the delicate girl in his arms and sneered, "You don't even know whose seed you're carrying, and you have the nerve to ask me?" The girl covered her mouth, giggling…