Chapter 2

　　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.