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My Roommate's Search for a Baby Daddy

After her roommate posts a campus ad seeking a billionaire 'baby daddy' for special perks, the protagonist intervenes to prevent a life-altering mistake. However, seeing another student marry into wealth triggers a murderous jealousy that ends in the protagonist's death. Granted a second chance at life, she wakes up on the day the original forum post was made. This time, she must navigate the horror of her roommate's obsession and the dark secrets of the university.
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Chapter 3

When Nick's Ferrari pulled up in front of the women's dormitory, it caused an immediate uproar.

Everyone in the dorm crowded by the window to watch. Joey couldn't help but sigh.

"That car is insanely expensive. We'd have to work for several lifetimes to afford it. Some people are born with a silver spoon; others are born to be workhorses."

Lucy, on the other hand, stroked her nonexistent belly, tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, and looked at us with open disdain.

"See? Believe me now? My future husband is a rich heir. You poor things—take a good look. This might be the last time you ever get to see something like this."

I curved my lips into a faint smile.

Nick spotted me standing by the window and lifted a hand in greeting. Lucy saw it too and immediately waved back, excitement flashing across her face.

I ignored her and headed out. As I reached the door, Lucy slammed her shoulder hard into mine, snapping angrily, "Watch where you're going, okay? If you hurt my baby, could you afford to compensate me? I'm pregnant with the heir of a wealthy family. Why are you in such a hurry—trying to get close to my husband's luxury car?"

I let out a cold laugh. How dumb.

Still, to keep her from blaming me if anything happened to her "child," I stepped aside and let her go first.

Lucy took advantage and still acted smug. She swayed her hips as she walked, then turned back and spat at me, "Good that you know your place. You reek of poverty."

In truth, my family's background was no different from Nick's. I'd simply always kept a low profile. The brands I wore were mostly foreign luxury labels that few people here recognized.

Besides, I didn't even have a driver's license. The Lamborghini my father gave me for my eighteenth birthday was still sitting unused.

So her words didn't anger me. I was curious instead—whether Lucy's dream of marrying into wealth would actually come true.

By the time I got downstairs, Lucy was already seated in the passenger seat of Nick's car. Envious looks were cast her way from all sides. Nick, however, kept his eyes fixed on the entrance of the dorm building and didn't notice her at all.

When I reached the car, Nick frowned slightly.

"What took you so long? You made me wait, although I'm the one treating you to a meal."

I almost laughed. When we were little, Nick had always followed me around like a shadow. I'd thought he'd outgrow it, but apparently, university hadn't changed him one bit.

I raised a brow and glanced at Lucy.

She seemed to catch my look and, in a show of triumph, leaned toward Nick and cooed, "Honey, let's go. I know you just wanted to show me off in front of my roommates. That's enough, our baby and I are starving."

Nick finally turned around. The shock on his face was unmistakable. He pointed at himself.

"Honey? Me? Baby? Miss, who are you?"

Given how well I knew Nick, he wasn't lying. Which meant the liar was someone else.

Things were getting interesting.

Lucy instantly exploded.

"Nick! You slept with me and got me pregnant, and now you're trying to deny it?"

Before she finished, she looked at me, realization dawning on her face.

"I get it now! It's this bitch Tricia who seduced you, isn't it? I admit she studies well and has a bit of looks, but you can't abandon our baby and me for her!"

I felt nothing at all. I took it as a compliment.

Nick was even more horrified. He hurriedly explained to me, "Tricia, I swear I have nothing to do with her. I don't even know who she is!"

I lifted a brow. "So… are we still eating?"

He nodded furiously.

I continued, calm as ever. "Then where am I supposed to sit? On the hood?"

Nick immediately went over and yanked Lucy out of the car. She let out a scream.

"Nick, be careful of the baby!"

Nick acted as if he hadn't heard a thing. After pulling her out, he turned and ushered me into the seat.

Lucy collapsed onto the ground, throwing a full-blown tantrum, crying and wailing.

"How can mistresses be this shameless nowadays? Stealing someone else's man! I'm already pregnant, and she's openly provoking me! Is there no justice left in this world?"

The onlookers' gazes toward me shifted, filled with suspicion and judgment. Nick didn't care in the slightest. He floored the accelerator and sped away.

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