Take responsibility

Part 1

"I'm pregnant."

Arthit Rojnapat, a beautiful young man was wearing loose sportswear, holding his waist with one hand while the other was extended out, blocking a handsome man in front of him.

At the rush hour of getting off work, Suthilak Enterprise Building downstairs, there were many employees coming and going. Kongpob Suthilak, the president of the company squinted, feeling displeased as he sized up this young beautiful man in front of with danger reflected in his iris.

Three months ago, he indeed went to a nightclub, and immediately chimed in easily with a man named Arthit Rojnapat. They opened a room and had one nightstand. Both of them had a good time. But then, like all one-night stands, they went their separate ways and had nothing to do with each other.

Who expected that Arthit got his telephone number from nowhere, and called every day to say that he was pregnant and he should be responsible for it.

Kongpob didn't believe in his words at all... Men could get pregnant, who was he lying to?! Even ghosts don't believe it!

Find a better reason if he wanted to pester him for hush money!

That young beautiful man didn't call in these two days. Kongpob thought that this fellow had finally figured it out. How would he know that he was stopped just after he left the company today?

Looking over the man's abdomen, Kongpob sneered, "How many months?"

"Three months." Arthit scratched his cheeks and said with some embarrassment, "Actually, I didn't want to come to you, but this child is your seed after all. I don't have the right to decide this child's life or death. If you are sure you don't want this child, you can accompany me to the hospital and abort the child. If you want the child, I'll have to bother you with my child's living expenses. I'm a pregnant person who can't come out to work again, can I? But you can rest assured that when the baby is born, I will disappear automatically and never pester you! "

When Kongpob heard him mention the "living expenses", his eyes revealed sarcasm. Oh, he said all this with such pompous, in the end, it was just for the word "money"!

However, talking nonsense to him under the company building was not Kongpob's style. There were so many employees coming and going that if they knew that their president was entangled by a man for the reason of "pregnancy" and "responsibility", where will his face go?

"Get on the car." Kongpob said and went to his car, opened the door and sat in the driver's seat.

Arthit was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses and incessantly opened the back door and sat in.

The car was spacious and comfortable, and Arthit, who had been holding his waist, breathed an air of relief. Then he put his hand on his lower abdomen, subconsciously assumed a protective form, and said, "Slow down, or I will puke in your car later."

Kongpob gritted his teeth secretly and stared at Arthit in the rearview mirror. He started the car, stepped on the accelerator, and flew out!

"Ah-" Arthit was shocked and leaned backward. He quickly and carefully reached out one hand to grasp the arm of the front seat, while the other hand was still protecting his stomach.

Kongpob ignored his howling and drove his car so fast that he even took the route with an overpass.

"Hey... Slow down... Hey... "

Arthit was leaning all over the sides in the back seat, and in a few moments, his stomach was brewing storms. He covered his mouth and made a vomiting gesture. Kongpob made a turn and stepped on the brakes when he was at the parking lane.

When the rear door opened, Arthit stumbled off the car. He leaned on the railing and could not stop vomiting. Of course, he did not vomit anything except stomach acid, but it was still uncomfortable that his tears came down.

Kongpob took a glance at Arthit, who was vomiting from the reversing mirror. His mouth was slightly warped, showing a smile, but he still despised that guy in his heart: He truly acted like he was pregnant!

Arthit returned to the car after he was done vomiting. He immediately coughed because of the smoke in the car. He rolled down the window and said to Singto, "The smoke is not good for the child..."

Kongpob took the last breath and pressed the cigarette end into the ashtray. He heard Arthit asking, "Hey, what is this supposed to be? Is it so difficult to give a reply?"

"I don't mean anything. I'll take you to the hospital." Kongpob started the car again and drove to Bangkok Hospital.

"..." Krist's good-looking eyes lit up immediately. He stared at the young handsome man beside him and asked, "So you don't believe me?!"

"Should I believe it?" Kongpob retorted.

Arthit became stagnated and leaned dejectedly against the back seat and nodded, "Yes, that's right... In the beginning, even I didn't believe it, let alone you..."

Kongpob sneered and ignored him.

Arthit was silent for a long time and said leisurely, "But the doctor said that I am a concealed double constitution. The probability of pregnancy is one-thousandth of that of a woman. They were also surprised. They also said that they would set up a special research group for me in the future..."

"I think I might be able to get a Guinness record. Haha, a man conceives and gives birth..."

When Arthit chattered, the car stopped at the hospital entrance, Kongpob took the lead in getting out of the car, and then gave him a sidelong glance. "Come on, I'm bringing you to do a checkup."

Arthit sighed and got out of the car obediently.

It's fine if he wanted to do a checkup. After all, this situation was too outrageous, he would not be able regened now that he will be verifying it personally.

God knew that he vomited every day during his three months of pregnancy. He could not go to work and earn some cash. His only savings were eaten away by him. If he had no way out, he would not have come to him to take responsibility.

What? You asked him why he didn't get an abortion on his own?

After all, it's in his stomach. Arthit had always been soft-hearted. For him to make a decision to kill a small life, he really could not do it.

Kongpob strode ahead, while Arthit followed him with cautious steps. They went to the maternity department.

Arthit did his checkup in the Hospital close to his home, so the people in this hospital did not know him, otherwise, his special case would had long been recognized.

"Both of you, have you entered the wrong place?"

The person in charge was an aunt in her forties. She held up her glasses and looked up and down at the two people who entered the door. One was tall and handsome, and the other was outstandingly beautiful. They did not resemble a woman!

"That's right." Kongpob was brief and concise, pointing to Arthit and saying, "Help him check to see if he is pregnant."

"..."

The aunt was petrified for a minute, she very much wanted to send them to the department of psychiatry to check whether there was any brain problem with them, but on second thought, they just wanted to check. Anyway, it was just a drop of reagent!

"Use this and go to the toilet to get some urine and take it back."

The aunt held a small paper cup and handed it to Arthit. She pushed her glasses frame, coughed softly and held back her laughter.

"......." Arthit took a deep breath, took the cup and went out.

Kongpob moved his steps lightly and stopped him in front of him with a sharp eye: "Don't be so troublesome, just pee here!"

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