All Chapters of Pregnant By My Brother's Best Friend: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Maryann: My Dad is tall, dark-skinned, and handsome like my brother. He's a 50-year-old man with short brown hair. They could pass for siblings because my Dad takes care of his looks more than anything. After all, he's a banker. "Ann, I hope we will be home before the party gets out of hand. But you should stay locked up here. Don't go close to any of Mike's friends. He says they will have a pool party, and also, he will invite the chef who will take care of everything. Just stay here. Please..." Mom begs me. "Mom, that's not possible. I will not stay here. It's my brother's party, so I will join in the preparation," I say stubbornly. Dad strides into my big pink room, and I greet him. "Good morning, Dad." "Maryann, your mother is right. Mike is having a party here. I already told him no because of you. But he says that he will keep an eye on you. I don't trust your brother, nor do I trust his friends. You should stay put here. I will get lots of gifts for you. Just name it. But y

Sunny: As I arrive at Mike's father's house, it's still early in the morning—7:30 a.m. My heart is racing just parking my car at the front of the gate. I pick up my phone and call Mike to let him know that I am at his home. "Hello, buddy. Are you sure that your parents won't holler at me when they see me here? It's still early," I ask him, as we have something we're both working on online. "They won't bother you. Besides, it's my birthday and I want you to help with the preparation. What more?" Mike replies bluntly, like he's unaware that his mother told him to warn us to stop coming to his house. "Alright. I just arrived. Let me drive in," I say, knowing it's better that I greet Mike's parents first, before they leave for work. Though my parents aren't around since they traveled for a business trip, which gives me free liberty to do as I please. As I honk my car, I watch the security man step out to see who it is. Recognizing me, he's an old man—Jasper, I think Mike calls him.

Maryann: "Get it together, Maryann," I scold myself, standing inside the kitchen and preparing a plate of hot custard after I finish frying four eggs for breakfast. My trembling hands hold the turning spoon as I stir Mike's custard too. My mind pictures the awkward moment Sunny catches me on the stairs. 'How could I have foolishly lost my balance?' I gently knock my head to warn myself to keep away from Sunny, to act normal around him. But it's impossible seeing he's grown more charming. My heart races wondering if Sunny will join my brother and me for breakfast. Will I be able to sit comfortably around him? I blush just as I turn off the gas cooker, and the sound of the kitchen door opening gently catches my attention. I swiftly turn around to see who it is. My brother enters the kitchen, and I feel a little disappointed he's not Sunny. *How can Sunny sneak into the kitchen with me? What if Mike catches us together?* My face reddens as I look away from my brother and focus on

Maryann: "Maryann, is that really Jessica's brother? He resembles her," Ruth says, her large blue eyes fixed on me, as I carefully shut the door. "Yeah, that's Jessica's brother," I reply, moving away from the door as I walk up to my personal fridge to pull out a bottle of cold water. "Do you care to have a drink?" I ask Ruth, seeing her taking a look around my vast pink room. "No, I am not thirsty. But you have a large room," Ruth says, her lips curling in a smile as she moves to sit on my white chair. "Thanks, it's a simple room," I reply, knowing that my parents spoil me with gifts so that I don't get ruined by boys. My room is painted pink, and I have many Barbie dolls. "You're lucky," Ruth compliments me after taking a subtle glance around my room. "But why aren't you and Jessica friends since your brothers are close?" Ruth asks thoughtfully, and I sigh. "Jessica doesn't like me, and I don't know why. I already told my brother that I don't want to see her here. Though my b

Maryann: "What do you want?" I ask Sunny as he walks up to meet me. His lips curl up in a smile as we are alone in the corridor. The sound of Mike and his friends' conversation and laughter in the living room echoes in the corridor as I peer at Sunny's face. My heart beats faster as I wonder what he wants from me. "Maryann, I want to have a chat with you. Though, I know that I already promised Mike that I will keep my distance from you, but I cannot help but want to talk to you personally. Can I have your contact?" Sunny asks as he quickly slips his hand into his baggy trouser pocket and pulls out his phone. He hands it over to me, and my hand shakes as I accept it. "Why do you want my contact? Why didn't you ask Mike?" I ask Sunny, but he only smiles and says, "I cannot ask him. Will you give me your contact, please?" I inhale sharply as Sunny stands close to me. His leather scent surrounds me like a cozy blanket. "Alright, I will give it to you. But I hope Jessica doesn't use