Who is the father?

##THREE^WEEKS LATER##

Scarlet was back at her parent home. However, a few days later, she fell sick and no one in the house felt concerned for her or was kind enough to take her to the hospital —not even her so-called mother.

Having no option but to go to the hospital all by herself, she was driven by the family driver to the city hospital where the doctor ran a few tests for her —and it was discovered that she was pregnant!

"Pre...pregnant?!" Scarlet gasped incredulously, her eyes widened in shock as she gripped the report in her hand tightly.

"Yes, Miss. You are three weeks gone!" The doctor professionally said to her, staring at the young lady through his white transparent glasses which are seated on the bridge of his nose.

It was as if a bucket of cold water was poured on Scarlet, hot tears fueling her eyes. Her fragile heart was pounding heavily against her ribcage to the extent that the sounds of her palpitating heart could be practically heard across the doctor's office. Her entire body was now shaking like a leaf; she was finding it arduous to wrap up what the doctor had just said to her. Perhaps, her both ears heard wrongly.

Pregnant?

She's three weeks gone?

The hell!!!!!!!

"Do... doctor," Scarlet shudders as she faces the man desperately, placing her shaky hands on the table as she rushed her words "I... I can't keep this baby, I can't, never!!!"

Scarlet was devastated, what will her family do if they ever find out she was pregnant? Especially when it was pronounced that she doesn't even know who the biological father of the child was. This is a complicated situation, and she's discombobulated.

The doctor furrowed his brows, a slight grimace scratching his skinny countenance as he watched the disorganized young lady. "Do you have any idea of what you are about to do, Miss?"

"Do you have any idea what mess this pregnancy is gonna cause for me?" Scarlet spat out before she could stop herself, her big round eyes still dripping miserable dampness as she squeezed the report tightly in her right hand as if desiring to grasp life out of it. "This pregnancy is nothing but trouble!"

Just the sheer thinking of the fathers of the child has aggravated the entire issue. She had believed that after that unfateful night of being fucked by two best friends; nothing could worry her anymore aside from her traumatic condition. However, she never knew she was wrong the entire time.

Who could the father be; Nicholas or Harry?

"Abortion is not an option, you could die!" The doctor tries to make Scarlet see some sense, clashing her out of her trance. Abortion is never an option.

"I don't care doctor!" Scarlet slams her left hand on the table unruly, she sprang and mindlessly flung the report to wherever it may have fallen across the doctor's office. "It's my sole decision, my choice!"

The doctor who has been studying the disruptive young lady took a long sigh, peeled off his glasses from his eyes, and placed it on the long table. "You ain't just carrying a baby, but two babies. Through the scan, it was exhibited that two fetuses are developing in your womb."

"What? Two babies?" Scarlet eyes widened, she was taken aback. Two babies sprouting in her womb?

"...if you by any chance have an abortion, it could destroy your womb and you won't be able or be effective to birth a child forever... Is that what you want, Miss Scarlet?" The doctor pulled a long face at her.

Scarlet legs immediately withered and her butt drooped on the seat behind her back, she was disoriented and hopeless at the moment. She won't be that cruel by killing the two babies.

"Fuck what was I thinking!" She facepalmed her face ruefully, regretting that she had earlier wanted to commit an abortion.

The doctor watched the young lady gripping her heart in grief, he doesn't know why but he strangely felt great sympathy for her. And to comfort her, he brings out a white handkerchief from his laboratory coat and hands it across to her on the table.

"Here. Take it!"

Scarlet devastatingly bucked up her head to the doctor, she was brushed by his warm empathy so she kindly accepted his hospitable gesture. "Thank you, doctor!"

She cleaned her sniveling face, stood on her feet, gradually turns around, and limped out of the doctor's office without looking back.

Scarlet reached the parking lot, her hands wrapped around her arms as she felt small and alone in the world. She looks awful and pathetic.

The family driver noticed how wretched his small madam seems, she looks unhappy to him compared to when she had earlier gone into the hospital in high spirits even in her sickness.

What could have happened to her?

In less than three minutes, the driver drove out of the hospital premises.

Meanwhile, Scarlet who was seated in the back passenger seat was contemplating difficultly about the tough situation.

Who could be the father of the baby?

Or would it be best if she just eloped out of the country as if nothing had happened?

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Scarlet was back home to her parent's mansion, she was presently crawling her legs to her bedroom. She felt extremely weak and needed a lot of rest.

However, a boisterous clap behind her back coerced her flimsy legs to cease halfway down the stairs, and then, she turns around.

Scarlet was astonished to see her mother Mrs. Petersonburg, and her sister standing pompously beside her father who rested on the sofa with his leg crossed over the other.

She was extremely surprised, her pupils grew. She didn't see them when she had earlier stepped into the house and from the expressions on their faces, it was explicit that they were impatiently lingering for her return.

But why?

Or did they know she went to the hospital?

"Where are you coming from?" Mr. Petersburg coldly asked her.

Scarlet's lips twitch, she was now striding down the stairs. She doesn't want them to know she was expectant so she tried her best to fake it.

"I went to the hospital, father," she simply replied to him, putting up a fake smile to hide her sad facade.

Mr. Petersburg darkens his eyes at her, it was clear he doesn't believe her. Letting out a low growl, he peeks at his wife who stood by his side, and gestures for her to take on from where he stopped.

Scarlet felt intimidated and pressured by these people in front of her, she could almost say it aloud that they behave as if she wasn't their daughter.

"I know you went to the hospital and you did a scan about your illness, right? So tell me, Scarlet. What did the doctor say? Where is the hospital report?" Mrs. Petersburg interrogated her daughter with an eerie grin playing on her lips, and it serves as a clue to Scarlet that her family knew something.

The air in the living room became intense and edgy.

"I... He said... I..." Scarlet mouth uneasily mumbles, her palms wet with cold sweat as she fidgets with her fingers nervously. "He...."

"Don't you dare lie you fucking bitch!" Sally chips in vehemently, cat-walking nearer to her elder sister dangerously as she waves the pregnancy report across her face. "Do you recall... this?"

Scarlet was shocked, her body ran cold as her eyes dilated at the report in Sally's hand. "How did you..."

"How did I get this right?" Sally sneered at her, rudely cutting her off.

Scarlet swallowed hard down her throat, she was awestricken at the moment. She attempts to take the report from her, but Sally quickly backed away from her.

"...I suspected something was fishy when I saw you puking in the backyard of the garden. So, I secretly followed you to the hospital, saw when you enter the doctor's office and I heard everything about your goddamn pregnancy!" Sally smiled mischievously, waving the report in the air for everyone to see it.

"You bitch!" Scarlet couldn't but angrily shout at her, she burst into tears as she gazed hurtfully at Sally.

"Whatever!" Sally rolls her eyes nonchalantly and pridefully went to sit beside her father on the sofa.

"How shameless can you be, Scarlet!" Mrs. Petersburg's face swayed into a devilish one, she immediately progressed towards her and slapped her hard.

Scarlet face snaps west in a pang "Mother! Please!" She cries bitterly, but her mother boots her stomach harshly which rendered her lurch to the floor.

"Ah! My babies!" Scarlet cried at the harsh aches she felt rumbling in her stomach.

Mr. Petersburg said not a word or made an effort to stop his wife, he cruelly watches his wife pounce his eldest daughter to death.

"Tell me right now! Who is the father of those bastards in your rotten womb?!" Mrs. Pertsoburg growled, tightening Scarlet's hair wickedly, the poor lady could discern her hair ripping from the scalps.

"I know the father is gonna be a loser!" Sally giggles, ridiculing her elder sister.

Scarlet laments in excruciating pain, her lips were bleeding, and her entire is vulurbrbale right now as her mother heavily sat on her stomach; her babies!

"If you don't tell the father now, I won't let you go and I will kill you, I swear!" Mrs. Petersburg swore disdainfully, tormenting her wickedly.

Scarlet was in-between chaos right now, she doesn't if she should accuse Nicholas or Harry.

"The father is..."