After the Class Reunion, My First Love Became My Husband

After Hangover My Secret Crush Wanted to Marry Me

After a class reunion, I had a one-night stand with an old middle school classmate.

I hurriedly fled the scene, only to find out later that I was pregnant.

I intended to quietly go to the hospital for an abortion, but the doctor in charge turned out to be the father of my child.

The doctor, with a cold expression, raised his scalpel and said in a sinister tone, "Ms. Jensen, I now suspect you of attempting to murder my child."

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When I woke up, I felt something strange with my body. I didn't know why, but every part of me was aching.

Opening my eyes, I saw the floor in complete disarray.

Scattered on the ground were clothes thrown about in chaos.

I took a deep breath and smelled a faint and familiar scent.

I thought, "Oh no, I'm done for."

I had just experienced a one-night stand.

I'd actually slept with my former deskmate, Locke Denton.

As if to confirm my suspicions, a rustling sound suddenly came from under the covers.

A warm hand reached over, groped around for a moment, and then settled directly on my chest.

Then, the hand's owner, Locke, contentedly drifted back to sleep.

Sweat broke out all over me, and I was so tense I didn't dare breathe, fearing I might wake him.

Taking advantage of the fact that Locke was still asleep, I quickly got dressed.

Ignoring the soreness in my body, I quietly slipped out of the hotel before dawn.

Sitting in the taxi on the way home, I kept replaying the events of the previous night, trying to figure out how it had happened.

I wondered, "How did I end up sleeping with Locke?"

My mind was still fuzzy from the hangover, but fragments of last night's memories kept surfacing in my head.

I remembered drunkenly clinging to Locke, crying and begging for his forgiveness.

He had a dark look on his face and tried to push me away, but I just held onto him tighter.

Later, in the taxi, I boldly kissed him.

Then, under the driver's surprised gaze, I began taking off his clothes, saying I would offer myself to him.

As the memories of last night became clearer, I felt so regretful I wanted to strangle myself.

I even started to wonder if my brain and body had betrayed me.