After the breakup, I took a pregnancy test and saw two lines. My family arranged a luxury matchmaking event. There was no way out, so I had to brace myself to meet the unsuspecting fool. I wanted to ask him if he could happily become a father. As soon as I entered, I froze. My ex-boyfriend was sitting there with a dark expression. When he saw me, his face showed shock. My mom enthusiastically introduced, "Eleanor, this is the heir of the Hamilton family." Isn't he supposed to be doing manual labor somewhere? My ex-boyfriend stood up, smiling faintly but sarcastically, and said, "Aren't you supposed to be at the restaurant serving plates today?"
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