After They Played Me, I Returned Pregnant

Everyone in Jantoria knew the Sawyer family twin brothers had once toyed with an innocent college girl, playing her like a puppet. Monday, Wednesday, and Friday belonged to the younger brother. Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday to the older brother. On Sunday, they turned off the lights and had their fun together. When the truth came out, the girl was overwhelmed by scandal. She was dragged through the mud, lost all hope, and left the country with a broken heart. When she returned, Winnie Tanner showed up at the funeral of the brothers' father with a pregnant belly, attending as a famous curator. Under the stunned gazes of the crowd, she placed a bouquet of white roses on the coffin. As she stood up, her cold, composed eyes calmly swept over the two striking men in front of her. Winnie calmly smiled and said, "I am here in place of my unborn child to see his grandfather off." As her words fell, a forceful grip clamped around her right arm and Winnie staggered forward. "You tried to climb into my brother's bed before to get ahead and failed. Now, you want to secure your place with a child?" She turned toward the voice and met Stanley Sawyer's mocking gaze. Half a year had passed, yet he stood there with his collar half open, a skull necklace tapping against his collarbone. He looked even more reckless than before, every bit the playboy. Behind him stood Andy Sawyer in black. His face was identical to Stanley's, yet his expression was cold and distant. Though the twins looked the same, their personalities were nothing alike. Andy's eyes fell on her swollen belly. "Whose child is it?" Winnie smiled faintly. Her fingers drifted between them. "Maybe yours, maybe your brother's..." Stanley's cold smirk froze on his lips. Even Andy, who usually showed no emotion, suddenly tightened his hand at his side. Winnie caught every reaction clearly and felt a sharp wave of satisfaction rise in her chest. Stanley tilted his head and quickly brought back his mocking grin. "Oh, so you found out. Better late than never." It really was not too late. It was just her fault for being too naive before. She was so naive that even fate could not stand it anymore. That was why she overheard their conversation before graduation. "Andy, did you see that gold digger when she confessed to you? Pathetic. Like a frog trying to win a swan over. What do you think she would do if she knew we took turns with her?" Stanley's voice had been full of disdain. "No need to guess," Andy's calmer voice had replied. "She already tried to get close to Father. She just wanted to climb up the social ladder. We will leak the video on graduation night. Make her fall from grace." Stanley had laughed loudly. "Now, that is how you do it. Make sure you record it. Teach that gold digger a lesson." Winnie, standing at the door, had felt the blood drain from her limbs. Her teeth had shaken uncontrollably. She could not believe what she had just heard. Five years earlier, she had just entered college. A poor girl from a small mountain town, a top student surrounded by elite children, she had always felt out of place. It was Andy who had first approached her. He had gently guided her into clubs, introduced her to friends, and slowly helped her gain confidence. She had gradually fallen for him, but every confession stayed buried because of their gap in status. She had intended to love him quietly. Still, one spring day changed everything. The campus cherry blossoms had been in full bloom. People said carrying one could make your crush return your feelings. Winnie had secretly picked a blossom and turned back toward her dorm. Then, she bumped into a tall figure. The flower slipped from her hand, and she had gasped. "My flower..." A teasing laugh came from above her. "Your cherry blossom?" The familiar voice made her look up in shock. Winnie's eyes widened. It had been Andy. Petals had fallen around them as he asked, "Should I make it up to you?" Before she could respond, Andy had leaned down and kissed her. That moment had been so beautiful that it made the later truth even more heartbreaking. Later, she realized she had been dating two people all along. Her feeling that something was off had never been wrong. It had been under Andy's introduction that she met his brother. As Stanley had disliked her from the start, she kept her distance. They had targeted her only because their father had sponsored her studies. They had decided she was a gold digger trying to marry into their family. After that, Winnie fled overseas overnight and disappeared for half a year. She only returned when Leo Sawyer passed away. He had once shown her kindness, so she came to see him off. She took a deep breath. "No matter what, I should thank you two for your guidance." Andy reached out and casually tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "You have gotten bolder." Winnie stepped back and avoided his touch. "Still not as bold as you two." Meeting her emotionless gaze, Andy felt something tighten in his chest for reasons he could not explain. "Let us be honest," he said coldly. "What do you want? Do not think being pregnant will make you a rich man's wife." Her heart ached again at his careless tone. Her scholarship had been approved through proper channels. Yet in their mouths, she had become a scheming gold digger. Winnie let out a cold laugh. "Relax. The child is not yours." Andy frowned slightly. His voice turned even colder. "Then, whose is it?" He stepped closer and lifted her chin. "Who else could make a cold woman like you feel anything, except us?" Winnie raised her hand and slapped him hard across the face. The sharp sound echoed through the hall. Andy's head turned slightly, his eyes darkening. Winnie rubbed her stinging hand as if she had touched something filthy. "I may have been cold," she said flatly. "Still, thanks to your little lesson, I am cured now. I feel desire now. Except when I see you two, I just feel disgust."