Oops! My Secret Baby Is Caught By His Top-Lawyer Daddy! Novel

---- Chapter 114: A Journey of Constant Struggle Scarlett was at home, having dinner with her parents. It was New Year's Eve, and she knew she wouldn't be heading back to the festivities. Compared to the noisy, laughter-filled homes of neighbors celebrating with family, her own house always felt unusually quiet during the holidays. Guilt gnawed at her, so even though she had been rushing from one schedule to the next these past few days, she returned home to stay for one night. Her mother fussed as usual, lamenting how hard it was that Scarlett wouldn't be home for New Year's Eve.

Scarlett picked up a piece of sweet-and-sour spare ribs, savoring the tangy flavor she loved. "Isn't having one daughter enough?" she said lightly. "A lot of young people these days don't even have kids." Her mother frowned. "I just don't get what young people are thinking. Once they get older, it'll be too late to regret it!" Scarlett shrugged. "Young people barely live for today. Who has time to plan decades ahead? Sometimes not ---- having kids is being responsible-for yourself... and for the unborn kid." Her father added, "Exactly!

With unemployment rate so high, life is harder now than it was in our day. Who has the energy to get married and have kids?" Scarlett nodded, sipping her fish soup. "You're right, Dad! At your age, you should enjoy life. Why stress over all this?" But before she could finish, a wave of nausea hit. She clutched her mouth and dashed to the bathroom, vomiting violently. Her parents scrambled, eventually helping her back onto the sofa. Scarlett weakly waved her hand. "It's fine. Don't worry. I've just been running around too much these past few days-nothing serious." Her father frowned.

"Should we see a doctor?" "No, just a little rest will do," Scarlett replied. Her mother studied her, suspicion creeping into her expression. "You're not... pregnant, are you?" Scarlett paused, realizing she couldn't hide it from her parents forever. She admitted it carefully, "Yes." Her mother jumped up. "Whose is it? Are you getting ---- married?" "It doesn't matter whose it is. I plan to raise it myself," Scarlett said cautiously. Her father stared in disbelief, while her mother's face went pale as iron. "How... how could you even think that?" Scarlett bit her lip.

"Weren't you the ones always pressuring me to have kids?" Her mother's face twisted with anger. She clutched her chest. "That's not what we meant! You're deliberately twisting my words! How could you fall so low-having a child out of wedlock? People will laugh at us for raising a daughter like this!" Her father tried to calm things down. "Let's talk calmly. Don't get worked up." Her mother screamed, frantic. "Calmly?! It's already out in the open! I told you not to join the entertainment industry! See what happens? This daughter of mine-so spoiled!

Never learns the right thing, always the wrong!" "Spoiled?!" Scarlett leaned back on the sofa, feeling suffocated. Her chest felt like an invisible hand was squeezing her. She closed her eyes and drew a deep breath.