The Don’s Regret After Insisting on Marrying the Fake Heiress
The day I came back to the Bennett family as the real heiress, Romina, the fake one, looked at me with red-rimmed eyes and said she wanted to give the engagement back to me.
"Don't bother. I'm already seeing someone."
I rested a hand on my barely noticeable belly and said, half joking, "If you feel that bad about it, how about you just cash me out instead?"
The words had barely left my mouth before a few lines of text drifted across my vision.
[lmaooo the villainess is still scheming for money at a time like this. can we please skip ahead to the part where the male lead puts her in her place.]
[I came for the sweet romance between the lead and the fake heiress heroine, not some side character throwing a fit because she's got a baby bump to wave around]
[spoiler from me! the villainess gets thrown out of the family, the lead ends up hating her, and she dies in childbirth. throwing confetti!]
I clicked my tongue. How could I possibly cling to a strange man?
Then footsteps came from behind me.
Romina walked over, crying, and introduced me. "Orlando, this is my sister, Ophelia. The engagement was supposed to be hers."
I turned around, and my whole body went rigid.
It was the patron who'd kept me for five years, the father of the child I was carrying.