The Fake Hickey: Accidentally Knocked Up by My Arch-Nemesis

Summary

When my arch-nemesis mocked me for being single since birth, I got so mad I pinched red marks on my own neck.

"See this? My boyfriend gave me these."

He let out a cold scoff. "You? What man would ever want you?"

Later, as I stood crying outside the OB-GYN clinic, my nemesis suddenly appeared, his face as dark as a storm cloud:

"Who is the bastard? I’m going to beat him to death.

"Stop crying. You and the baby—I’m taking you both."